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 Germany and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Minny Pops,
Ralphi Rosario,
Delon & Dalcan,
a-ha,
Robert Wyatt,
Althea and Donna,
Easy Going,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Boredoms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Seeds,
Marine Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Image Ltd.,
Moby Grape,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mandrill,
Absolute Body Control,
Suicide,
Das Ding,
The United States of America,
F. McDonald,
Mission of Burma,
Amon Düül,
Khruangbin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-101,
Fatback Band,
R.M.O.,
The Martian,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Model 500,
AZ,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rapeman,
Gichy Dan,
Davy DMX,
Eli Mardock,
Sarah Menescal,
Malaria!,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gong,
The Walker Brothers,
The Trojans,
Icehouse,
Qualms,
Tres Demented,
Blossom Toes,
the Normal,
The Skatalites,
Yellowson,
Gang Green,
Sex Pistols,
Arthur Verocai,
The Mummies,
Swans,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.