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 Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pole to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Country Teasers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New Order,
Byron Stingily,
The Invisible,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fluxion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Inner City,
The Last Poets,
Juan Atkins,
Icehouse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
David Bowie,
Ken Boothe,
David Axelrod,
Todd Rundgren,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Panda Bear,
Can,
Danielle Patucci,
Judy Mowatt,
OOIOO,
Brick,
Erasure,
Sarah Menescal,
The Pretty Things,
Soft Cell,
The Fugs,
Kurtis Blow,
Tres Demented,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moebius,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Slits,
Flamin' Groovies,
Average White Band,
Talk Talk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kaleidoscope,
The Misunderstood,
Brand Nubian,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Althea and Donna,
Tom Boy,
Dawn Penn,
Interpol,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scientists,
Dennis Brown,
Agitation Free,
Jeff Lynne,
Jerry's Kids,
The Happenings,
Arthur Verocai,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Blossom Toes,
The Smoke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.