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 Ukraine and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
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 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Groovy Waters to the funk 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Fear,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Human League,
Gabor Szabo,
Absolute Body Control,
Josef K,
Amon Düül,
Hardrive,
Roy Ayers,
Qualms,
Moss Icon,
Ornette Coleman,
New York Dolls,
The Motions,
Flipper,
Whodini,
The Cramps,
Charles Mingus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Zeros,
The Pretty Things,
Silicon Teens,
Gang Starr,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Letta Mbulu,
Das Ding,
Outsiders,
Fatback Band,
Stereo Dub,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Invisible,
Model 500,
The Cowsills,
The Evens,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Angels of Light,
KRS-One,
Harmonia,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joe Finger,
The Count Five,
Oblivians,
The Sonics,
Bill Wells,
the Association,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tears for Fears,
The Smoke,
Wasted Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Essential Logic,
The Kinks,
Rapeman,
CMW,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brick,
Crime,
Simply Red,
Little Man,
Donny Hathaway,
Television,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.