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 Somalia and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron 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 Juan Atkins to the funk 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Half Japanese,
Royal Trux,
Ultra Naté,
Black Pus,
Bobby Womack,
Moss Icon,
Roy Ayers,
Bob Dylan,
Animal Collective,
Cecil Taylor,
DJ Sneak,
Bizarre Inc.,
David Bowie,
John Holt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Seeds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Normal,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lyres,
D'Angelo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hardrive,
The Fuzztones,
Schoolly D,
Reagan Youth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pierre Henry,
Suicide,
Trumans Water,
Gerry Rafferty,
Flamin' Groovies,
Depeche Mode,
Gang Starr,
Althea and Donna,
John Cale,
Negative Approach,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marvin Gaye,
Unwound,
Joe Finger,
Monolake,
The Five Americans,
The Techniques,
Stockholm Monsters,
Con Funk Shun,
Leonard Cohen,
The Tremeloes,
Aaron Thompson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chrome,
Stiv Bators,
A Certain Ratio,
Boz Scaggs,
The Victims,
Skaos,
Q and Not U,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Electric Prunes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Popol Vuh,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.