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 Latvia and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Monochrome Set 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar 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 guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Tears for Fears,
Buzzcocks,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brand Nubian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
China Crisis,
In Retrospect,
Kayak,
Brick,
Outsiders,
Reagan Youth,
Scion,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dark Day,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Star Department,
Minor Threat,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Starr,
Bronski Beat,
Country Teasers,
Eve St. Jones,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Anthony Braxton,
The Fortunes,
Yazoo,
Black Flag,
Minnie Riperton,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Franke,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Drive Like Jehu,
Godley & Creme,
Make Up,
Minutemen,
the Germs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Lydon,
John Holt,
Rod Modell,
Talk Talk,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wolf Eyes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Slave,
the Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Music Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
Yellowson,
The Birthday Party,
kango's stein massive,
Motorama,
Amon Düül II,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.