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 Cyprus and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Misunderstood to the punk 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mission of Burma,
The Victims,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lou Christie,
Cheater Slicks,
Angry Samoans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alison Limerick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Techniques,
Charles Mingus,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Inner City,
Marshall Jefferson,
Audionom,
Visage,
Brass Construction,
DJ Style,
Andrew Hill,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Mills,
Roger Hodgson,
Al Stewart,
The Divine Comedy,
Kaleidoscope,
Donald Byrd,
Masters at Work,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Misunderstood,
The Pretty Things,
The Black Dice,
Amon Düül II,
F. McDonald,
Mantronix,
Be Bop Deluxe,
48th St. Collective,
DNA,
CMW,
Skarface,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Zero Boys,
UT,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
David McCallum,
Sun Ra,
Faraquet,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dual Sessions,
The Motions,
Letta Mbulu,
Stetsasonic,
Glenn Branca,
Black Bananas,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Toasters,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.