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 Ukraine and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Peter & Gordon to the techno 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Mission of Burma,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Real Kids,
Bill Wells,
Carl Craig,
Yaz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Unwound,
Alton Ellis,
Harmonia,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sex Pistols,
Marine Girls,
Skaos,
Dead Boys,
Absolute Body Control,
The Divine Comedy,
Rakim,
Kenny Larkin,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mummies,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alison Limerick,
Yazoo,
Thee Headcoats,
Soft Machine,
Supertramp,
Slick Rick,
Buzzcocks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ossler,
Isaac Hayes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oblivians,
Dual Sessions,
Banda Bassotti,
Organ,
Soul Sonic Force,
Basic Channel,
The Happenings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
World's Most,
Duran Duran,
DJ Sneak,
Gang Green,
Mr. Review,
Amon Düül II,
Make Up,
Spoonie Gee,
Magma,
Desert Stars,
Jeff Mills,
Franke,
Tres Demented,
Model 500,
The Star Department,
Steve Hackett,
the Sonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fire Engines,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.