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 St Lucia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hasil Adkins to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
The Invisible,
David Axelrod,
Bauhaus,
Moebius,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chris Corsano,
Deepchord,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Last Poets,
Godley & Creme,
Y Pants,
Aswad,
Camouflage,
Cluster,
Mo-Dettes,
Eve St. Jones,
the Normal,
Boredoms,
Mary Jane Girls,
Leonard Cohen,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
E-Dancer,
Suburban Knight,
Max Romeo,
Todd Terry,
Lightning Bolt,
The Buckinghams,
World's Most,
Hoover,
Au Pairs,
Lower 48,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
ABBA,
The Standells,
The Barracudas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ornette Coleman,
The Dead C,
Shuggie Otis,
Sun City Girls,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dead Boys,
Circle Jerks,
Parry Music,
Darondo,
Zero Boys,
The Blues Magoos,
The Names,
Fluxion,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Chris & Cosey,
Todd Rundgren,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bronski Beat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Beau Brummels,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.