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 Kuwait and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Anakelly to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron 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 spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
ABC,
Q and Not U,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rekid,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantytec,
Drexciya,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grauzone,
Zapp,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Grandmaster Flash,
Junior Murvin,
Severed Heads,
Supertramp,
The Black Dice,
48th St. Collective,
Funkadelic,
FM Einheit,
Scott Walker,
Arcadia,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Danielle Patucci,
The Young Rascals,
X-101,
Jerry's Kids,
Wolf Eyes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
a-ha,
Alison Limerick,
Aswad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Hashim,
Tubeway Army,
Moby Grape,
The United States of America,
Altered Images,
The Stooges,
Eurythmics,
The American Breed,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brass Construction,
The Birthday Party,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scion,
Erykah Badu,
10cc,
Section 25,
Audionom,
the Sonics,
Tres Demented,
Avey Tare,
Blake Baxter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Soulsonic Force,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.