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 Korea South and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Interpol to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Womack,
The Neon Judgement,
Josef K,
Ponytail,
Wally Richardson,
FM Einheit,
Kool Moe Dee,
Peter & Gordon,
Marvin Gaye,
Delon & Dalcan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Evens,
cv313,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lou Reed,
The Busters,
Slick Rick,
Kayak,
World's Most,
Lightning Bolt,
DJ Sneak,
Joyce Sims,
Harry Pussy,
The Tremeloes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Porter Ricks,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Beau Brummels,
Patti Smith,
Moss Icon,
Tom Boy,
Black Pus,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Flag,
The Cramps,
Technova,
Scott Walker,
The Flesh Eaters,
Loose Ends,
Matthew Halsall,
Shoche,
Erykah Badu,
Siglo XX,
Terrestrial Tones,
MC5,
Dead Boys,
Sam Rivers,
Mad Mike,
Pierre Henry,
the Germs,
The Doobie Brothers,
PIL,
Todd Terry,
Organ,
UT,
Brick,
Clear Light,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.