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 Ghana and from Spokane.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare 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 Adolescents to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
UT,
Rufus Thomas,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Christie,
Morten Harket,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ornette Coleman,
Faust,
The Litter,
Soft Cell,
Suburban Knight,
The American Breed,
Kenny Larkin,
Absolute Body Control,
Depeche Mode,
Jeff Mills,
Boz Scaggs,
Wings,
The Modern Lovers,
Bobby Byrd,
Ken Boothe,
Spoonie Gee,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Delta 5,
X-Ray Spex,
E-Dancer,
T. Rex,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Names,
Delon & Dalcan,
K-Klass,
Matthew Halsall,
Pere Ubu,
Silicon Teens,
Grey Daturas,
Skarface,
Connie Case,
Warren Ellis,
Man Parrish,
Tommy Roe,
Q and Not U,
Pagans,
Technova,
Isaac Hayes,
LL Cool J,
Intrusion,
Mars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Leaves,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
June Days,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Busters,
Slick Rick,
U.S. Maple,
Von Mondo,
Lou Reed,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.