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 Brazil and from London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Godley & Creme 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Barracudas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Liliput,
Dual Sessions,
Groovy Waters,
Surgeon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roger Hodgson,
Roy Ayers,
The Moleskins,
Ossler,
H. Thieme,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Move,
The Angels of Light,
Simply Red,
The Saints,
T.S.O.L.,
The Beau Brummels,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Womack,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
June Days,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Sound,
Television Personalities,
the Germs,
Slick Rick,
Andrew Hill,
Tears for Fears,
Dead Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Motions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fuzztones,
Nas,
Minny Pops,
Fugazi,
X-102,
Rites of Spring,
The Associates,
Nirvana,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Agitation Free,
The Raincoats,
Audionom,
Half Japanese,
Sandy B,
Althea and Donna,
Pantytec,
Symarip,
Chrome,
Zero Boys,
Reagan Youth,
Sarah Menescal,
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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.