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 Ivory Coast and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe 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 güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Organ,
Peter & Gordon,
Jeff Mills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
World's Most,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Faraquet,
Popol Vuh,
Eli Mardock,
Joy Division,
the Soft Cell,
Drexciya,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
CMW,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Surgeon,
David Bowie,
UT,
The Five Americans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brass Construction,
Technova,
U.S. Maple,
Suicide,
Adolescents,
Alice Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
Sandy B,
Niagra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Susan Cadogan,
Yazoo,
Matthew Bourne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Josef K,
Whodini,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
JFA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eve St. Jones,
Laurel Aitken,
Boz Scaggs,
Eddi Front,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Wake,
Negative Approach,
FM Einheit,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alphaville,
Lalo Schifrin,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.