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 Laos and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roxette to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba 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 mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Theoretical Girls,
Urselle,
Judy Mowatt,
Jerry's Kids,
Ohio Players,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eddi Front,
John Holt,
Bill Wells,
Flipper,
The Moleskins,
The Cure,
The American Breed,
Patti Smith,
John Cale,
Buzzcocks,
Deakin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Davy DMX,
Michelle Simonal,
The Saints,
Monks,
Los Fastidios,
Bronski Beat,
Scientists,
Rapeman,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Wyatt,
the Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fat Boys,
Massinfluence,
Sex Pistols,
Aswad,
Talk Talk,
Swans,
Faust,
Chris Corsano,
The Cowsills,
The Flesh Eaters,
David Bowie,
Altered Images,
Quando Quango,
Reuben Wilson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tim Buckley,
Bobby Sherman,
The Misunderstood,
Skriet,
The Monks,
MC5,
Animal Collective,
Nico,
The Techniques,
Frankie Knuckles,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Index,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.