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 Equatorial Guinea and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Gories to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Slits,
Tomorrow,
The Mojo Men,
The Detroit Cobras,
48th St. Collective,
Visage,
the Bar-Kays,
Robert Görl,
Mary Jane Girls,
MC5,
Faust,
The Standells,
The Zeros,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Foxx,
The Mighty Diamonds,
David Axelrod,
Peter and Kerry,
Popol Vuh,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Half Japanese,
Junior Murvin,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kevin Saunderson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Don Cherry,
Absolute Body Control,
Patti Smith,
CMW,
Grauzone,
Gichy Dan,
Cheater Slicks,
Harry Pussy,
Ludus,
Sound Behaviour,
The Buckinghams,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ralphi Rosario,
Unrelated Segments,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radio Birdman,
Scrapy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Suicide,
Outsiders,
The Martian,
FM Einheit,
The Red Krayola,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Cale,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Zero Boys,
Erasure,
Godley & Creme,
Morten Harket,
The Searchers,
Rekid,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.