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 Fiji and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wally Richardson to the rap 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Velvet Underground,
The Vogues,
The New Christs,
Crash Course in Science,
L. Decosne,
The Fortunes,
DJ Sneak,
Maurizio,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dave Gahan,
Zapp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Niagra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kurtis Blow,
Ronnie Foster,
Arab on Radar,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crime,
Max Romeo,
Massinfluence,
The Busters,
Joe Smooth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Barrington Levy,
Alton Ellis,
The Pop Group,
Sound Behaviour,
The Young Rascals,
Robert Görl,
Bad Manners,
the Human League,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rhythm & Sound,
Essential Logic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Happenings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gichy Dan,
Black Sheep,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Residents,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nirvana,
Thompson Twins,
D'Angelo,
ABBA,
Livin' Joy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Q65,
Howard Jones,
Roxette,
Magma,
The Gap Band,
Unwound,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.