Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from St Lucia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Japan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Man Parrish,
John Foxx,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crime,
Dead Boys,
Sun City Girls,
The Last Poets,
Wolf Eyes,
H. Thieme,
The Gun Club,
Thee Headcoats,
The Shadows of Knight,
Funkadelic,
Scan 7,
David Axelrod,
L. Decosne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tim Buckley,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Leaves,
Skarface,
Liliput,
Country Teasers,
The Searchers,
Easy Going,
Gang Green,
Wire,
Toni Rubio,
Dark Day,
Faraquet,
The Blackbyrds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jesper Dahlback,
Judy Mowatt,
Althea and Donna,
The Star Department,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Flag,
The Skatalites,
Minny Pops,
EPMD,
Ornette Coleman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yazoo,
Nick Fraelich,
Cameo,
Inner City,
The Pretty Things,
Crash Course in Science,
Matthew Halsall,
X-101,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Depeche Mode,
The Electric Prunes,
Tom Boy,
Slick Rick,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.