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 Venezuela and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Move to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum 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 clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rites of Spring,
Shuggie Otis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Five Americans,
Nik Kershaw,
Aaron Thompson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Junior Murvin,
Marine Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Godley & Creme,
Underground Resistance,
The Names,
Leonard Cohen,
Josef K,
Bauhaus,
Liliput,
Kayak,
Black Bananas,
The Flesh Eaters,
Inner City,
The Dirtbombs,
One Last Wish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fat Boys,
Thee Headcoats,
Clear Light,
Marvin Gaye,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MDC,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Skatalites,
Ken Boothe,
Theoretical Girls,
Gichy Dan,
OOIOO,
X-Ray Spex,
New Order,
The Knickerbockers,
John Foxx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
48th St. Collective,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Harmonia,
Altered Images,
The Pretty Things,
The Stooges,
The Litter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sandy B,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Livin' Joy,
Derrick May,
Minny Pops,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.