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 Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Tehran and Taipei.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Inner City,
June Days,
kango's stein massive,
One Last Wish,
La Düsseldorf,
OOIOO,
FM Einheit,
Alice Coltrane,
Surgeon,
H. Thieme,
Roxy Music,
Robert Wyatt,
Anakelly,
Toni Rubio,
Lindisfarne,
Cheater Slicks,
Youth Brigade,
Das Ding,
Easy Going,
Ponytail,
John Lydon,
Schoolly D,
Mark Hollis,
Rekid,
Roger Hodgson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
F. McDonald,
Amazonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fire Engines,
Sun City Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Slackers,
Bush Tetras,
Dave Gahan,
Wings,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Last Poets,
The Mojo Men,
Vladislav Delay,
Funky Four + One,
Glenn Branca,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Faust,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Invisible,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
John Coltrane,
The Birthday Party,
Graham Central Station,
Big Daddy Kane,
Royal Trux,
New Age Steppers,
the Soft Cell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Henry Cow,
The Fortunes,
The Associates,
Radio Birdman,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.