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 Lebanon and from Calgary.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Monks to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Ronnie Foster,
Oblivians,
Kayak,
Tommy Roe,
The United States of America,
the Fania All-Stars,
OOIOO,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Robert Wyatt,
Rufus Thomas,
The Knickerbockers,
Talk Talk,
Arcadia,
Susan Cadogan,
Sight & Sound,
The Skatalites,
The Dirtbombs,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nirvana,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blancmange,
The Residents,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ornette Coleman,
Scratch Acid,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Excepter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Intrusion,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ronan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Grass Roots,
Rekid,
The Martian,
Dark Day,
Organ,
Fatback Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Television Personalities,
Interpol,
Eddi Front,
Camberwell Now,
The Offenders,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roxette,
Crime,
X-Ray Spex,
Jandek,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Subhumans,
Mark Hollis,
The Happenings,
Janne Schatter,
Niagra,
Dorothy Ashby,
Qualms,
Derrick Morgan,
Gang of Four,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.