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 Botswana and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord 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 John Foxx to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Barbara Tucker,
The Zeros,
ABBA,
Pantaleimon,
The Remains,
Avey Tare,
F. McDonald,
Heaven 17,
The Fire Engines,
Archie Shepp,
The Invisible,
Electric Prunes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minny Pops,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deepchord,
Albert Ayler,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Bananas,
This Heat,
The Selecter,
The Alarm Clocks,
D'Angelo,
Lindisfarne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blancmange,
Procol Harum,
Nick Fraelich,
The Last Poets,
Grandmaster Flash,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Music Machine,
Quadrant,
Ornette Coleman,
The Moleskins,
The Walker Brothers,
Sällskapet,
Crime,
Metal Thangz,
The Standells,
Spandau Ballet,
Mr. Review,
Wire,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dave Clark Five,
Monks,
the Soft Cell,
Stetsasonic,
Inner City,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cramps,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
T.S.O.L.,
Flash Fearless,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Soul II Soul,
Patti Smith,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.