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 Jordan 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Seeds to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Harmonia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
UT,
London Community Gospel Choir,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mission of Burma,
K-Klass,
Altered Images,
The Names,
John Coltrane,
FM Einheit,
The Skatalites,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Royal Trux,
Ultra Naté,
E-Dancer,
Neil Young,
Tubeway Army,
The Move,
Nils Olav,
the Slits,
Quando Quango,
Black Pus,
Susan Cadogan,
Anthony Braxton,
Rhythm & Sound,
Negative Approach,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Average White Band,
Television,
Joey Negro,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Germs,
Saccharine Trust,
Fear,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sound,
MDC,
Drexciya,
Stiv Bators,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kaleidoscope,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kayak,
Flipper,
Pylon,
Zapp,
Moebius,
Kool Moe Dee,
Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gabor Szabo,
Donald Byrd,
Reagan Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.