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 Guatemala and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Howard Jones to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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,
Tom Boy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DJ Sneak,
Half Japanese,
Mandrill,
Dual Sessions,
The Blackbyrds,
The Move,
Sun Ra,
Youth Brigade,
James White and The Blacks,
Tears for Fears,
Mr. Review,
MC5,
kango's stein massive,
The Last Poets,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Adolescents,
Jandek,
Bobby Sherman,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mo-Dettes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cameo,
Brick,
The Residents,
Nick Fraelich,
Sixth Finger,
The Cure,
Kurtis Blow,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pop Group,
Visage,
The Searchers,
Ten City,
Franke,
Magazine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Liliput,
Susan Cadogan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Skaos,
Fela Kuti,
Archie Shepp,
The Slits,
Trumans Water,
The Beau Brummels,
Organ,
Letta Mbulu,
Scan 7,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Main Source,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
X-Ray Spex,
Deepchord,
Lou Reed,
Donny Hathaway,
Maleditus Sound,
10cc,
Pulsallama,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.