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 Lithuania and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Lou Reed 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 Reuben Wilson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
the Normal,
Erykah Badu,
ABC,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deepchord,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Index,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brothers Johnson,
Idris Muhammad,
Arab on Radar,
Amon Düül,
Neil Young,
Organ,
Aaron Thompson,
Schoolly D,
Soul II Soul,
Faraquet,
OOIOO,
Joyce Sims,
Suburban Knight,
The Techniques,
Throbbing Gristle,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Knickerbockers,
kango's stein massive,
Agitation Free,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
FM Einheit,
David Axelrod,
The Gun Club,
Yellowson,
Steve Hackett,
Barry Ungar,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eddi Front,
Radio Birdman,
In Retrospect,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Moleskins,
Ice-T,
MDC,
Nick Fraelich,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Babytalk,
Spandau Ballet,
Robert Hood,
The Remains,
Leonard Cohen,
CMW,
Lyres,
Boz Scaggs,
Rufus Thomas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Near,
These Immortal Souls,
Severed Heads,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Agent Orange,
Ornette Coleman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.