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 Namibia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Joe Finger to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Moebius,
Section 25,
Aloha Tigers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Interpol,
EPMD,
Max Romeo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Supertramp,
Peter & Gordon,
The Litter,
Masters at Work,
D'Angelo,
Ituana,
The Raincoats,
Parry Music,
Monks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Oneida,
Faraquet,
Derrick May,
Patti Smith,
Jeff Lynne,
Ornette Coleman,
Shoche,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swell Maps,
Deadbeat,
Guru Guru,
Sandy B,
Blossom Toes,
The Wake,
Monolake,
Al Stewart,
CMW,
The Misunderstood,
Eddi Front,
Tears for Fears,
Heaven 17,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Silicon Teens,
James White and The Blacks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sun City Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Eric Copeland,
Lungfish,
The Standells,
Letta Mbulu,
Desert Stars,
Camberwell Now,
Wasted Youth,
John Coltrane,
Adolescents,
Barbara Tucker,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Trumans Water,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.