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 Columbus.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Fear to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Busters. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mo-Dettes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Blossom Toes,
Siglo XX,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric Dolphy,
Mark Hollis,
JFA,
Boredoms,
Cameo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dave Gahan,
The Associates,
Das Ding,
Marcia Griffiths,
Smog,
Scrapy,
Sun City Girls,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Christie,
Rakim,
Throbbing Gristle,
Freddie Wadling,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Velvet Underground,
Todd Rundgren,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cheater Slicks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
CMW,
Shoche,
Skriet,
Roy Ayers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Barbara Tucker,
Pagans,
Agitation Free,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Bar-Kays,
MC5,
Mandrill,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Junior Murvin,
Derrick Morgan,
Arcadia,
Wolf Eyes,
The Smoke,
Q and Not U,
Tomorrow,
Amon Düül,
Public Enemy,
The J.B.'s,
Peter and Kerry,
Altered Images,
Moss Icon,
Roxette,
Ossler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun Ra,
The Real Kids,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.