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 Australia and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pylon to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario 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?
Surgeon,
ABC,
Kurtis Blow,
Steve Hackett,
F. McDonald,
Hardrive,
EPMD,
Nirvana,
Siglo XX,
Neu!,
Lower 48,
Quantec,
Whodini,
The Pretty Things,
World's Most,
Spandau Ballet,
Albert Ayler,
Ten City,
Anakelly,
The Litter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Frankie Knuckles,
Accadde A,
Talk Talk,
Thee Headcoats,
Radiohead,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
Junior Murvin,
Drexciya,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blues Magoos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fugs,
Kas Product,
The Count Five,
Pole,
ABBA,
Jerry's Kids,
Electric Light Orchestra,
U.S. Maple,
Lalann,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
Donald Byrd,
The Offenders,
The Golliwogs,
Boz Scaggs,
Peter & Gordon,
Rapeman,
cv313,
Rod Modell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter and Kerry,
The Saints,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.