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 Venezuela and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Fortunes to the disco 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Neu!,
John Cale,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barbara Tucker,
CMW,
Mandrill,
Ossler,
Sexual Harrassment,
DJ Style,
Anthony Braxton,
Vainqueur,
World's Most,
China Crisis,
The Golliwogs,
Suicide,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rakim,
Henry Cow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fire Engines,
48th St. Collective,
The Blackbyrds,
Massinfluence,
Excepter,
Goldenarms,
Lalo Schifrin,
KRS-One,
Guru Guru,
Dave Gahan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brand Nubian,
Eurythmics,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lucky Dragons,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Subhumans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Warren Ellis,
Carl Craig,
The Litter,
Blancmange,
Infiniti,
Godley & Creme,
Moby Grape,
Althea and Donna,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
EPMD,
Sarah Menescal,
Davy DMX,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Qualms,
The Cure,
Underground Resistance,
Los Fastidios,
Jacques Brel,
Symarip,
Erasure,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.