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 Bologna.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 PIL to the crunk 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Joey Negro,
Jawbox,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gregory Isaacs,
Radiohead,
The Velvet Underground,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Cale,
Bluetip,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Juan Atkins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
La Düsseldorf,
Whodini,
Radio Birdman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jandek,
Anakelly,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Sherman,
Second Layer,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sam Rivers,
Letta Mbulu,
Henry Cow,
Magma,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
MDC,
T. Rex,
Davy DMX,
Yellowson,
Royal Trux,
Robert Hood,
Babytalk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stetsasonic,
The Gun Club,
Robert Görl,
Eli Mardock,
The Sonics,
Max Romeo,
Isaac Hayes,
Alphaville,
The Happenings,
Make Up,
Oneida,
The Tremeloes,
The Cure,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Al Stewart,
Rotary Connection,
Television,
DJ Style,
Ludus,
Sarah Menescal,
The Beau Brummels,
Eric Copeland,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.