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 Bolivia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Roger Hodgson to the punk 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Residents,
Suicide,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Das Ding,
John Cale,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bush Tetras,
One Last Wish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Excepter,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Dirtbombs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Offenders,
The Real Kids,
MDC,
Barrington Levy,
kango's stein massive,
The Searchers,
Marc Almond,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul II Soul,
Visage,
Man Parrish,
A Certain Ratio,
Crash Course in Science,
Freddie Wadling,
Shuggie Otis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Spandau Ballet,
Zero Boys,
Wasted Youth,
Section 25,
Reagan Youth,
World's Most,
Roy Ayers,
Silicon Teens,
DNA,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Monks,
Scientists,
The Modern Lovers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Associates,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dual Sessions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flipper,
Tomorrow,
Letta Mbulu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Max Romeo,
Wire,
Soft Cell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
David Axelrod,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.