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 Monaco 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Donny Hathaway to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Funkadelic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pharoah Sanders,
Moby Grape,
Interpol,
The Busters,
Sandy B,
The Leaves,
Young Marble Giants,
Michelle Simonal,
Barrington Levy,
Roger Hodgson,
Motorama,
DNA,
Siglo XX,
The Offenders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Theoretical Girls,
Ossler,
AZ,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Move,
cv313,
Rosa Yemen,
Ronan,
Scratch Acid,
The Beau Brummels,
Tim Buckley,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Hood,
The Human League,
Johnny Clarke,
Radiopuhelimet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Heaven 17,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joey Negro,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Avey Tare,
The Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Saints,
The Kinks,
Cameo,
Zero Boys,
Blake Baxter,
Tom Boy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jeff Mills,
Lalann,
Infiniti,
Suicide,
The Motions,
The Buckinghams,
ABBA,
Minny Pops,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vladislav Delay,
Mark Hollis,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.