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 Switzerland and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the grime 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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb 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 rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Tomorrow,
The Stooges,
Juan Atkins,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Smiths,
Todd Terry,
Parry Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lyres,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Walker Brothers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Absolute Body Control,
Theoretical Girls,
The Count Five,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Reed,
KRS-One,
Monks,
Archie Shepp,
Joe Finger,
Easy Going,
The Vogues,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crash Course in Science,
Brothers Johnson,
Oblivians,
Minny Pops,
Trumans Water,
Neil Young,
Eric Dolphy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Prince Buster,
Funky Four + One,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Kinks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
David McCallum,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Organ,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Minutemen,
The Red Krayola,
Wings,
Michelle Simonal,
Underground Resistance,
MC5,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Babytalk,
Soft Cell,
Roxette,
Scrapy,
Jerry's Kids,
Echospace,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Five Americans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.