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 Nauru and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 New Order to the crunk 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Procol Harum,
New Age Steppers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Smog,
The Stooges,
Half Japanese,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
kango's stein massive,
D'Angelo,
JFA,
Aloha Tigers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
This Heat,
Scientists,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gong,
Guru Guru,
Rotary Connection,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Sonics,
Wolf Eyes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tommy Roe,
Erykah Badu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
LL Cool J,
Archie Shepp,
ABC,
Warren Ellis,
Fluxion,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monochrome Set,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun City Girls,
Lyres,
Godley & Creme,
Alice Coltrane,
Blancmange,
Intrusion,
Gabor Szabo,
Bronski Beat,
Grauzone,
Urselle,
Hardrive,
The Gories,
Mark Hollis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cymande,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Busters,
Dave Gahan,
R.M.O.,
Toni Rubio,
David Bowie,
Ituana,
Idris Muhammad,
The United States of America,
Monolake,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.