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 Montenegro and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the grime 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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Josef K,
Ten City,
Maleditus Sound,
Audionom,
Harpers Bizarre,
Quando Quango,
Scion,
The Seeds,
Technova,
The New Christs,
The Selecter,
Sight & Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Coltrane,
Crispian St. Peters,
Danielle Patucci,
Man Parrish,
Mr. Review,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fluxion,
Metal Thangz,
The Fuzztones,
Pagans,
Erasure,
The Motions,
Piero Umiliani,
Aural Exciters,
Quantec,
The Last Poets,
Oblivians,
Public Enemy,
Laurel Aitken,
Basic Channel,
Dennis Brown,
Tommy Roe,
Agent Orange,
X-102,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Can,
Massinfluence,
Deepchord,
Au Pairs,
Nik Kershaw,
Country Teasers,
Chrome,
Pole,
Hardrive,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stereo Dub,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Lynne,
T. Rex,
Electric Prunes,
The Grass Roots,
Tres Demented,
New York Dolls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DJ Sneak,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.