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 Slovakia and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 Black Moon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Agitation Free,
Harry Pussy,
Organ,
Flamin' Groovies,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sun City Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bronski Beat,
The Birthday Party,
Goldenarms,
Arab on Radar,
Tom Boy,
Scratch Acid,
Shoche,
Davy DMX,
David McCallum,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultra Naté,
Roger Hodgson,
Skarface,
Accadde A,
Donald Byrd,
ABBA,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minny Pops,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Reed,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kevin Saunderson,
MDC,
Circle Jerks,
Pantaleimon,
X-101,
Los Fastidios,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chrome,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joensuu 1685,
E-Dancer,
Rites of Spring,
The Gun Club,
The Mummies,
the Slits,
K-Klass,
Sex Pistols,
Dennis Brown,
David Bowie,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Saccharine Trust,
Scientists,
Throbbing Gristle,
Quantec,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.