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 Ivory Coast and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare 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 Cecil Taylor to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Sherman,
Unwound,
DJ Style,
Sparks,
One Last Wish,
the Soft Cell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tres Demented,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sight & Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Roxy Music,
Curtis Mayfield,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Smoke,
Drexciya,
Spoonie Gee,
Swans,
Max Romeo,
Matthew Halsall,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Infiniti,
Silicon Teens,
Audionom,
Suicide,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Toni Rubio,
Spandau Ballet,
The Mojo Men,
Ultimate Spinach,
Newcleus,
La Düsseldorf,
Ludus,
The Victims,
U.S. Maple,
Kaleidoscope,
Dark Day,
Nico,
Eric Copeland,
Bang On A Can,
Minor Threat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Black Bananas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Warren Ellis,
Radio Birdman,
The Evens,
These Immortal Souls,
Crash Course in Science,
The American Breed,
Aural Exciters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dawn Penn,
Franke,
Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Donny Hathaway,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.