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 Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a güiro 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Steve Hackett,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kaleidoscope,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Main Source,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Interpol,
Scott Walker,
Visage,
Q and Not U,
Ohio Players,
Althea and Donna,
Mark Hollis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Amon Düül,
Flipper,
Jeff Mills,
Negative Approach,
Gabor Szabo,
Amon Düül II,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The United States of America,
Eurythmics,
Heaven 17,
Chris Corsano,
Soft Cell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dawn Penn,
The Fugs,
a-ha,
Second Layer,
Whodini,
Rites of Spring,
Eddi Front,
Warren Ellis,
Chrome,
Mo-Dettes,
Albert Ayler,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rekid,
Amazonics,
Ornette Coleman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
June Days,
Derrick Morgan,
The Blackbyrds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Qualms,
Traffic Nightmare,
JFA,
The Human League,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Bowie,
The Divine Comedy,
Andrew Hill,
Peter & Gordon,
Newcleus,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.