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 Paraguay and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kenny Larkin to the punk 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dave Gahan,
Black Bananas,
Crash Course in Science,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Last Poets,
La Düsseldorf,
Mad Mike,
Eurythmics,
Altered Images,
Sonic Youth,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Swans,
Minny Pops,
Pierre Henry,
Matthew Halsall,
Lalann,
Sam Rivers,
Joy Division,
Liliput,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ronan,
T.S.O.L.,
Tomorrow,
Wings,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
Cameo,
Rekid,
Black Moon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Faust,
the Sonics,
Ten City,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fatback Band,
Amon Düül,
Negative Approach,
James White and The Blacks,
The Motions,
Sun Ra,
Sister Nancy,
Masters at Work,
Skaos,
Glenn Branca,
The Gun Club,
Nik Kershaw,
Desert Stars,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Swell Maps,
Robert Wyatt,
Bob Dylan,
Lakeside,
Leonard Cohen,
Swans,
Tubeway Army,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.