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 Qatar and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments 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?
Yazoo,
New York Dolls,
Roxy Music,
The Fugs,
Sarah Menescal,
Parry Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scrapy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glenn Branca,
Marmalade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Modern Lovers,
Wings,
Kayak,
Glambeats Corp.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Chrome,
Pole,
The Selecter,
Flash Fearless,
Steve Hackett,
The Real Kids,
Lakeside,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric Copeland,
Black Pus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Juan Atkins,
Whodini,
Michelle Simonal,
Al Stewart,
Khruangbin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Moebius,
Eurythmics,
Scott Walker,
MDC,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fad Gadget,
The Trojans,
Rufus Thomas,
Peter & Gordon,
The Toasters,
L. Decosne,
Deakin,
David Axelrod,
The Zeros,
Urselle,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Malaria!,
Tommy Roe,
Radiopuhelimet,
The American Breed,
Eli Mardock,
Gong,
Sonic Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.