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 Greece and from Madrid.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 clarinet 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 Eden Ahbez to the jazz 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Can,
the Swans,
Echospace,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Moon,
Ronan,
Dawn Penn,
The Blues Magoos,
MC5,
Circle Jerks,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Remains,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Stereo Dub,
Aaron Thompson,
Matthew Bourne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yazoo,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Gladiators,
E-Dancer,
Smog,
Gerry Rafferty,
cv313,
Delta 5,
World's Most,
New Order,
Fat Boys,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Grauzone,
Fugazi,
Audionom,
The Motions,
Gong,
Lyres,
Marshall Jefferson,
Monolake,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Normal,
The Fuzztones,
Stiv Bators,
Mantronix,
Rakim,
Mandrill,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Glenn Branca,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Busters,
Vladislav Delay,
Gang Starr,
The Offenders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.