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 Kyrgyzstan and from Tokyo.
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 Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter and Kerry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Foxx,
The Vogues,
Youth Brigade,
The Zeros,
K-Klass,
Symarip,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ossler,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Das Ding,
Angry Samoans,
Quantec,
Pierre Henry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Young Rascals,
FM Einheit,
Nico,
Bush Tetras,
Eric Copeland,
Sound Behaviour,
The Knickerbockers,
June Days,
the Germs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Second Layer,
Harmonia,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pagans,
Main Source,
Hardrive,
Lou Reed,
Crooked Eye,
Jandek,
Lucky Dragons,
Khruangbin,
The Mojo Men,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Five Americans,
One Last Wish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David Axelrod,
The Dirtbombs,
The New Christs,
Rosa Yemen,
Stockholm Monsters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Piero Umiliani,
The Cramps,
Dennis Brown,
Kenny Larkin,
The Modern Lovers,
Bill Wells,
Franke,
Livin' Joy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mission of Burma,
Parry Music,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.