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 Niger and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Harmonia to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
The Motions,
The Sonics,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Peter & Gordon,
Basic Channel,
Boz Scaggs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fatback Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Association,
Reagan Youth,
Jacques Brel,
Donny Hathaway,
Sly & The Family Stone,
La Düsseldorf,
Roxette,
Thee Headcoats,
Donald Byrd,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Victims,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eve St. Jones,
Piero Umiliani,
The Pretty Things,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Neu!,
The Gladiators,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June Days,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Toasters,
Harmonia,
Mars,
Suicide,
Duran Duran,
Dead Boys,
Talk Talk,
Drexciya,
New York Dolls,
Monolake,
Carl Craig,
Eric Copeland,
Rapeman,
Brass Construction,
The Misunderstood,
Sun Ra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Malaria!,
The Searchers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Groovy Waters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
EPMD,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brand Nubian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wire,
The Birthday Party,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.