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 Swaziland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Germs to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Zero Boys,
Section 25,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sex Pistols,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
MC5,
the Soft Cell,
The Grass Roots,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scion,
The Divine Comedy,
Fad Gadget,
Pet Shop Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Silicon Teens,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Modern Lovers,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Foxx,
Adolescents,
Howard Jones,
Kerrie Biddell,
This Heat,
Bizarre Inc.,
Banda Bassotti,
Josef K,
Black Flag,
OOIOO,
Siglo XX,
Matthew Bourne,
Clear Light,
The Offenders,
Lower 48,
John Holt,
David Axelrod,
Slave,
FM Einheit,
Panda Bear,
Erykah Badu,
Simply Red,
The Zeros,
L. Decosne,
Camouflage,
Cameo,
Rod Modell,
The Doors,
Oneida,
Surgeon,
The Saints,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
June of 44,
Tommy Roe,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang Starr,
Cheater Slicks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kenny Larkin,
David Bowie,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Misunderstood,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.