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 Moldova and from London.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Deepchord to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eurythmics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Skatalites,
Royal Trux,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter & Gordon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mandrill,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eric Dolphy,
John Foxx,
Deadbeat,
Monolake,
Erykah Badu,
EPMD,
The Fugs,
Theoretical Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gap Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Barracudas,
Sandy B,
JFA,
Ornette Coleman,
Aaron Thompson,
Camouflage,
Depeche Mode,
Suburban Knight,
Carl Craig,
The Black Dice,
T. Rex,
Easy Going,
Robert Görl,
Silicon Teens,
Wings,
Panda Bear,
Das Ding,
Connie Case,
Colin Newman,
Neu!,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rakim,
The Index,
Tears for Fears,
The Mojo Men,
Roxy Music,
Monks,
Jeff Lynne,
Unwound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Amon Düül II,
Visage,
Motorama,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mantronix,
Rod Modell,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count 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.