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 Israel and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Jawbox to the rock 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Slackers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minnie Riperton,
The Pretty Things,
Lakeside,
Metal Thangz,
Leonard Cohen,
Half Japanese,
The Sound,
Ten City,
Todd Rundgren,
China Crisis,
Henry Cow,
Massinfluence,
Model 500,
Bronski Beat,
Swans,
Dorothy Ashby,
Chris & Cosey,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Youth Brigade,
Dark Day,
B.T. Express,
Goldenarms,
The Victims,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dead C,
Nico,
Joe Finger,
Deakin,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed,
Carl Craig,
L. Decosne,
The Fortunes,
Bush Tetras,
Marine Girls,
Fear,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Swans,
Malaria!,
Aaron Thompson,
Sun City Girls,
Dual Sessions,
Babytalk,
Khruangbin,
Deepchord,
the Germs,
Stetsasonic,
Pole,
The J.B.'s,
Crooked Eye,
The Young Rascals,
Hasil Adkins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cymande,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Sheep,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.