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 Philippines and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gil Scott Heron to the punk 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe 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 an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
The Music Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Wells,
Zapp,
48th St. Collective,
Tres Demented,
Scrapy,
the Normal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wings,
In Retrospect,
Mandrill,
Marmalade,
Surgeon,
The Moody Blues,
The Walker Brothers,
Agitation Free,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Görl,
Television Personalities,
Gang Starr,
Crime,
Delta 5,
Saccharine Trust,
Slave,
Television,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echospace,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Con Funk Shun,
John Coltrane,
Gong,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Connie Case,
Glenn Branca,
Pulsallama,
The Happenings,
Cheater Slicks,
Graham Central Station,
Scan 7,
Amon Düül,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Young Rascals,
Amon Düül II,
Angry Samoans,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Hill,
Monks,
Gil Scott Heron,
R.M.O.,
Ludus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Interpol,
Crash Course in Science,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.