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 Jordan and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
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 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 Grey Daturas to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kerri Chandler,
The Evens,
the Association,
Josef K,
Derrick May,
Janne Schatter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ossler,
Cluster,
Moebius,
One Last Wish,
Lakeside,
Funkadelic,
Bill Wells,
Unrelated Segments,
Heaven 17,
Archie Shepp,
Max Romeo,
Rapeman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Sonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Easy Going,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Velvet Underground,
The American Breed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The J.B.'s,
The Knickerbockers,
Soft Cell,
Black Moon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Wyatt,
Swans,
Television,
Negative Approach,
Gang Gang Dance,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed,
The Detroit Cobras,
Adolescents,
Animal Collective,
Cecil Taylor,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Danielle Patucci,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Q and Not U,
The Blues Magoos,
Yaz,
Tommy Roe,
Parry Music,
Fugazi,
Ultravox,
Hardrive,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aaron Thompson,
Althea and Donna,
Outsiders,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.