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 South Africa and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Neu! to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Dawn Penn,
Piero Umiliani,
Don Cherry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sandy B,
The Star Department,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warsaw,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Moody Blues,
T.S.O.L.,
Skriet,
Delta 5,
Alton Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
Blancmange,
The Doors,
Marmalade,
Brick,
X-101,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tropical Tobacco,
Godley & Creme,
New York Dolls,
Vainqueur,
Pantytec,
Hoover,
The Five Americans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Blackbyrds,
Colin Newman,
David McCallum,
the Bar-Kays,
Man Parrish,
Ultra Naté,
Lindisfarne,
Metal Thangz,
The Electric Prunes,
The Music Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Byron Stingily,
The Angels of Light,
Alison Limerick,
JFA,
The Gun Club,
Warren Ellis,
The American Breed,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scrapy,
Qualms,
Suicide,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
U.S. Maple,
Cheater Slicks,
Swans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rites of Spring,
Marc Almond,
Lakeside,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Charles Mingus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.