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 Croatia and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 John Coltrane to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Radiohead,
Bob Dylan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rakim,
Charles Mingus,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Offenders,
Animal Collective,
The American Breed,
Dead Boys,
10cc,
Pierre Henry,
Gerry Rafferty,
Essential Logic,
Fear,
Desert Stars,
Pere Ubu,
Sexual Harrassment,
Glenn Branca,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Blues Magoos,
Interpol,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cybotron,
David Axelrod,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Soft Cell,
Sandy B,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Audionom,
Lucky Dragons,
Japan,
Sam Rivers,
X-102,
Deadbeat,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ossler,
Intrusion,
Suburban Knight,
Moby Grape,
Robert Görl,
Franke,
Monolake,
Patti Smith,
Wire,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Boz Scaggs,
Rufus Thomas,
Iggy Pop,
Roxy Music,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Cale,
Danielle Patucci,
Public Enemy,
The Skatalites,
Cymande,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.