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 Armenia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 John Cale to the crunk 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin 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 an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Dave Gahan,
Funkadelic,
David Bowie,
The Electric Prunes,
Sarah Menescal,
Robert Wyatt,
Trumans Water,
Amazonics,
Crooked Eye,
T. Rex,
Frankie Knuckles,
In Retrospect,
The Velvet Underground,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Quantec,
Barrington Levy,
The Angels of Light,
T.S.O.L.,
Arcadia,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ken Boothe,
cv313,
Arab on Radar,
Babytalk,
Lakeside,
Zero Boys,
The Zeros,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Drexciya,
Animal Collective,
Gabor Szabo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brand Nubian,
Joyce Sims,
Ralphi Rosario,
Adolescents,
Porter Ricks,
David McCallum,
These Immortal Souls,
Wally Richardson,
UT,
The American Breed,
Parry Music,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Massinfluence,
Ludus,
Altered Images,
Swell Maps,
Schoolly D,
Symarip,
Lucky Dragons,
Rapeman,
Aaron Thompson,
Q and Not U,
Ultra Naté,
Echospace,
Kurtis Blow,
Pylon,
The Fall,
Pole,
Television Personalities,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.