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 Djibouti and from Bremen.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Sun City Girls to the dance 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Essential Logic,
Nico,
Bobby Womack,
Rites of Spring,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alphaville,
Gabor Szabo,
The Litter,
The Velvet Underground,
Massinfluence,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aural Exciters,
ABC,
Magazine,
The Residents,
T.S.O.L.,
EPMD,
Siglo XX,
Wally Richardson,
The Searchers,
Adolescents,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Japan,
Minnie Riperton,
Neu!,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lungfish,
Johnny Clarke,
Cecil Taylor,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sällskapet,
Rosa Yemen,
Saccharine Trust,
Alice Coltrane,
L. Decosne,
Matthew Bourne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Average White Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Banda Bassotti,
the Slits,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sparks,
The Associates,
Maurizio,
Little Man,
Cameo,
Interpol,
Jerry's Kids,
Radiohead,
The Remains,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris & Cosey,
Graham Central Station,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.