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 Iraq and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 Lonnie Liston Smith 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Maleditus Sound,
MC5,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gastr Del Sol,
Von Mondo,
Pole,
the Normal,
Slave,
Thee Headcoats,
Roxette,
Colin Newman,
Ronnie Foster,
The Real Kids,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jeff Mills,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Monks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joy Division,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Basic Channel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scrapy,
Avey Tare,
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
MDC,
Max Romeo,
Susan Cadogan,
Dennis Brown,
Lou Reed,
a-ha,
The Smiths,
Glambeats Corp.,
One Last Wish,
Stockholm Monsters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Near,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Young Rascals,
The Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
The Golliwogs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Television,
Ludus,
Pagans,
The Move,
FM Einheit,
Hardrive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pulsallama,
Alton Ellis,
Vladislav Delay,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.