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 Angola and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Urselle to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
The Motions,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
L. Decosne,
U.S. Maple,
Pantaleimon,
AZ,
Anakelly,
The Seeds,
The Alarm Clocks,
Chris & Cosey,
Michelle Simonal,
Nirvana,
Delon & Dalcan,
Susan Cadogan,
The Searchers,
Mo-Dettes,
Wings,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Radiohead,
Unwound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed,
Joe Smooth,
In Retrospect,
Japan,
Barrington Levy,
Ken Boothe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tears for Fears,
Black Flag,
Henry Cow,
Sister Nancy,
The Velvet Underground,
Rekid,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soulsonic Force,
The Black Dice,
The American Breed,
Dual Sessions,
Marine Girls,
Robert Wyatt,
Flash Fearless,
Whodini,
The Gladiators,
the Association,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gang Green,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eurythmics,
Motorama,
The Real Kids,
Nik Kershaw,
Fluxion,
OOIOO,
X-Ray Spex,
The Smiths,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lightning Bolt,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.