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 China and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 Q65 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Zero Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
The American Breed,
Harmonia,
Outsiders,
Jandek,
Piero Umiliani,
Rotary Connection,
Rekid,
Pulsallama,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wings,
Motorama,
Marshall Jefferson,
DJ Style,
Altered Images,
Urselle,
Skarface,
Kerrie Biddell,
Depeche Mode,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
John Coltrane,
The Misunderstood,
Scrapy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neu!,
Bobby Sherman,
Electric Light Orchestra,
U.S. Maple,
T.S.O.L.,
The Black Dice,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Pus,
Peter & Gordon,
Wolf Eyes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eric B and Rakim,
MC5,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pussy Galore,
Minutemen,
Arthur Verocai,
Newcleus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Blancmange,
Stetsasonic,
Mad Mike,
The Victims,
Goldenarms,
Eden Ahbez,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Moleskins,
Carl Craig,
Steve Hackett,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.