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 Moldova 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin 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 The Count Five to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Toni Rubio,
Agitation Free,
Stereo Dub,
The Gladiators,
Jesper Dahlback,
Faust,
The Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Youth Brigade,
Audionom,
Skarface,
The New Christs,
Fad Gadget,
The Invisible,
The Index,
Jerry's Kids,
Joe Finger,
Minny Pops,
JFA,
Ronnie Foster,
Isaac Hayes,
Ohio Players,
Eric Copeland,
The Beau Brummels,
Flipper,
DNA,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Index,
Black Pus,
Prince Buster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Smog,
Angry Samoans,
Max Romeo,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Buckinghams,
Chris Corsano,
Kurtis Blow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Trumans Water,
Model 500,
Technova,
Loose Ends,
PIL,
Nico,
Lebanon Hanover,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Görl,
Saccharine Trust,
Funkadelic,
Connie Case,
Gichy Dan,
Suicide,
EPMD,
Neu!,
Blancmange,
Little Man,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.