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 Kiribati and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 Gang Green to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon 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?
FM Einheit,
Average White Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chrome,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Au Pairs,
The Saints,
The Residents,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quando Quango,
New York Dolls,
The Monks,
Funky Four + One,
Gichy Dan,
Agitation Free,
The Moleskins,
Ponytail,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
David Axelrod,
The Martian,
Vladislav Delay,
Flash Fearless,
Lalann,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Danielle Patucci,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eurythmics,
T.S.O.L.,
Lakeside,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Sherman,
Mr. Review,
Sandy B,
Aloha Tigers,
Gang Green,
Nation of Ulysses,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Görl,
Soul II Soul,
Brand Nubian,
Shoche,
The Mojo Men,
Reagan Youth,
Mars,
Spoonie Gee,
Vainqueur,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crash Course in Science,
The Monochrome Set,
The Stooges,
Sixth Finger,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Harry Pussy,
Pantaleimon,
Parry Music,
Bootsy Collins,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.