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 Liberia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bill Near to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum 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 spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Intrusion,
Goldenarms,
Spoonie Gee,
the Germs,
Leonard Cohen,
Supertramp,
The Gories,
The Dirtbombs,
the Bar-Kays,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Inner City,
The Monks,
Derrick May,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rekid,
The Beau Brummels,
The Gap Band,
Pere Ubu,
The Electric Prunes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oneida,
Unwound,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wings,
Schoolly D,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Trojans,
June Days,
Kurtis Blow,
Stetsasonic,
Colin Newman,
Joe Smooth,
Ronan,
Eric Dolphy,
The Move,
Saccharine Trust,
The Neon Judgement,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Sex Pistols,
Letta Mbulu,
Little Man,
Harry Pussy,
Easy Going,
Jacob Miller,
Donny Hathaway,
Bob Dylan,
Agent Orange,
Eurythmics,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Christie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Metal Thangz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.