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 Oman and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Litter to the rock 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
CMW,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Todd Terry,
Television,
Newcleus,
Section 25,
Qualms,
Moebius,
The Neon Judgement,
Lou Christie,
Letta Mbulu,
Pantytec,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lebanon Hanover,
Model 500,
Johnny Clarke,
Faust,
Royal Trux,
Spandau Ballet,
The Buckinghams,
Motorama,
Joe Finger,
John Lydon,
Dave Gahan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gregory Isaacs,
L. Decosne,
Hasil Adkins,
Lakeside,
The Seeds,
Guru Guru,
The Cowsills,
Max Romeo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tears for Fears,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Shuggie Otis,
Cybotron,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Monochrome Set,
Charles Mingus,
Scott Walker,
Agitation Free,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Schoolly D,
Sällskapet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
UT,
The Happenings,
the Association,
Black Sheep,
The Motions,
Organ,
JFA,
Kaleidoscope,
One Last Wish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.