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 South Africa and from Lyon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kaleidoscope to the punk 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
The Knickerbockers,
Marshall Jefferson,
T. Rex,
The Sound,
K-Klass,
The Birthday Party,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sonic Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
Rites of Spring,
Scientists,
Ohio Players,
Yazoo,
Stereo Dub,
Toni Rubio,
The Walker Brothers,
The Misunderstood,
Pere Ubu,
Shoche,
Siglo XX,
Donny Hathaway,
New Order,
Make Up,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roger Hodgson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Johnny Clarke,
Youth Brigade,
Swell Maps,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sonics,
The Gories,
Dennis Brown,
Sly & The Family Stone,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Q65,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Television,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Bananas,
Malaria!,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arcadia,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Frankie Knuckles,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Motions,
Fear,
David Axelrod,
The Durutti Column,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Popol Vuh,
Crash Course in Science,
Lyres,
Grandmaster Flash,
Saccharine Trust,
Heaven 17,
Josef K,
Sex Pistols,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.