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 Niger and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pussy Galore to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
The Detroit Cobras,
a-ha,
Aaron Thompson,
Tears for Fears,
The Wake,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deepchord,
The Barracudas,
Hoover,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brick,
Kurtis Blow,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Byron Stingily,
Yellowson,
Wally Richardson,
Howard Jones,
Slick Rick,
Trumans Water,
Symarip,
Reagan Youth,
The Blackbyrds,
the Germs,
Ornette Coleman,
David McCallum,
Kenny Larkin,
Hasil Adkins,
Bill Near,
The Vogues,
Neu!,
Grandmaster Flash,
Icehouse,
The Cramps,
Mo-Dettes,
Skarface,
Pole,
Bobby Womack,
Lungfish,
One Last Wish,
Lindisfarne,
The Selecter,
Gichy Dan,
The Young Rascals,
ABC,
Marine Girls,
Heaven 17,
Brass Construction,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Fortunes,
Sonic Youth,
Chris Corsano,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Faust,
Gabor Szabo,
Graham Central Station,
Beasts of Bourbon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Flamin' Groovies,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.