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 Mali and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kaleidoscope to the disco 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Peter and Kerry,
In Retrospect,
Crash Course in Science,
Andrew Hill,
Soft Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
Roy Ayers,
Rakim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Banda Bassotti,
T. Rex,
Circle Jerks,
The Shadows of Knight,
cv313,
Little Man,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Magma,
Niagra,
Todd Rundgren,
Dorothy Ashby,
Brass Construction,
Stetsasonic,
MC5,
Arthur Verocai,
Bill Near,
Traffic Nightmare,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Porter Ricks,
Albert Ayler,
Smog,
The Moleskins,
Michelle Simonal,
Country Teasers,
Bronski Beat,
The Mojo Men,
The Skatalites,
X-101,
Jacob Miller,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Inner City,
New Order,
Sun City Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Janne Schatter,
Electric Prunes,
Ronnie Foster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.