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 Slovenia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Dennis Brown to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soft Machine,
The Searchers,
Byron Stingily,
Dennis Brown,
Bronski Beat,
The Dead C,
Barclay James Harvest,
Metal Thangz,
Archie Shepp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Soft Cell,
The Pop Group,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boz Scaggs,
Country Teasers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Magma,
Drive Like Jehu,
Donny Hathaway,
Crooked Eye,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Minor Threat,
Al Stewart,
Y Pants,
The Trojans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
John Coltrane,
Lyres,
Depeche Mode,
Matthew Halsall,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Delta 5,
Hardrive,
Lou Christie,
New Order,
Sun Ra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Desert Stars,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cure,
Livin' Joy,
Eric Copeland,
JFA,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang of Four,
kango's stein massive,
Eddi Front,
T. Rex,
The Gun Club,
Gong,
Half Japanese,
The Remains,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.