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 Taiwan and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aswad to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Intrusion,
Drive Like Jehu,
a-ha,
Public Enemy,
Suicide,
Royal Trux,
Ice-T,
London Community Gospel Choir,
X-102,
DNA,
The Beau Brummels,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
UT,
the Slits,
Magazine,
Soft Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
World's Most,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eric Copeland,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deadbeat,
the Association,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
L. Decosne,
Rekid,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pantaleimon,
Easy Going,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Schoolly D,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
June Days,
Wolf Eyes,
Heaven 17,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Groovy Waters,
Rufus Thomas,
Lyres,
Crime,
Chris & Cosey,
Steve Hackett,
The J.B.'s,
Sparks,
The Happenings,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Vogues,
Michelle Simonal,
The Invisible,
Porter Ricks,
Second Layer,
June of 44,
Throbbing Gristle,
Zapp,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.