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 Denmark and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joensuu 1685 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Harmonia,
Crispian St. Peters,
Index,
Suburban Knight,
The Five Americans,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amon Düül II,
La Düsseldorf,
Max Romeo,
Joe Smooth,
Quadrant,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hashim,
The Grass Roots,
The Last Poets,
Robert Wyatt,
The Dirtbombs,
Neu!,
Sarah Menescal,
Toni Rubio,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Cheater Slicks,
Crash Course in Science,
Television Personalities,
Iggy Pop,
Mad Mike,
Arcadia,
kango's stein massive,
Al Stewart,
Vladislav Delay,
The Evens,
Kerri Chandler,
Prince Buster,
The Moleskins,
The Human League,
Groovy Waters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gories,
Davy DMX,
Dawn Penn,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Zeros,
Bronski Beat,
The Vogues,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sonic Youth,
The Skatalites,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minny Pops,
The Move,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Subhumans,
Suicide,
Alison Limerick,
The Blackbyrds,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.