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 Argentina and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Faust to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Pierre Henry,
Peter & Gordon,
Interpol,
Liliput,
Theoretical Girls,
June Days,
Suicide,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Inner City,
Q65,
The Motions,
Sam Rivers,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Knickerbockers,
Bush Tetras,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lightning Bolt,
The United States of America,
The Vogues,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eli Mardock,
Dawn Penn,
John Cale,
ABBA,
Audionom,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Desert Stars,
The Cowsills,
Dead Boys,
The Evens,
The Move,
Circle Jerks,
Scientists,
Deepchord,
Eddi Front,
Popol Vuh,
The Star Department,
Ohio Players,
Eve St. Jones,
Moss Icon,
Roxy Music,
The Offenders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rapeman,
Pantaleimon,
Groovy Waters,
the Normal,
DJ Sneak,
Sun City Girls,
H. Thieme,
Cheater Slicks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Görl,
Minutemen,
The Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pet Shop Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.