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 Estonia and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Roger Hodgson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Cymande,
The Five Americans,
Skarface,
Frankie Knuckles,
Henry Cow,
Aaron Thompson,
Crime,
D'Angelo,
Roger Hodgson,
Oblivians,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sound Behaviour,
Adolescents,
Skriet,
Von Mondo,
Black Moon,
The Residents,
Ralphi Rosario,
Procol Harum,
Wasted Youth,
Severed Heads,
Grauzone,
Tears for Fears,
Fat Boys,
Niagra,
Swans,
Eli Mardock,
The United States of America,
Lalann,
Mark Hollis,
June Days,
Scion,
the Soft Cell,
Sparks,
Terry Callier,
Boz Scaggs,
FM Einheit,
Ronnie Foster,
Tim Buckley,
Arthur Verocai,
Bluetip,
Bootsy Collins,
Aloha Tigers,
The Associates,
Johnny Clarke,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fuzztones,
Susan Cadogan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fortunes,
Dead Boys,
Ituana,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Donald Byrd,
The Gladiators,
Outsiders,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bob Dylan,
Gabor Szabo,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.