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 Russia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pagans to the grunge 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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum 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 organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arcadia,
The Count Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Last Poets,
Audionom,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Howard Jones,
Au Pairs,
Dual Sessions,
The Smoke,
Jandek,
Isaac Hayes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
La Düsseldorf,
Hashim,
Fear,
The Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Monolake,
Symarip,
Oneida,
The Index,
The New Christs,
Moby Grape,
Carl Craig,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cluster,
Youth Brigade,
Iggy Pop,
Siglo XX,
Make Up,
Visage,
L. Decosne,
Michelle Simonal,
Bootsy Collins,
Crooked Eye,
Sister Nancy,
Scan 7,
Barry Ungar,
Camberwell Now,
The Shadows of Knight,
Silicon Teens,
Byron Stingily,
Pylon,
Niagra,
Fela Kuti,
Khruangbin,
Scratch Acid,
T. Rex,
Ituana,
The Pretty Things,
Pierre Henry,
Bush Tetras,
Echospace,
Porter Ricks,
K-Klass,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.