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 Germany and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
FM Einheit,
Laurel Aitken,
John Coltrane,
Gichy Dan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bad Manners,
Joy Division,
Janne Schatter,
Stockholm Monsters,
Radio Birdman,
Newcleus,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Toasters,
Excepter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ponytail,
Michelle Simonal,
Hot Snakes,
Henry Cow,
Spandau Ballet,
The Count Five,
The Misunderstood,
Jacques Brel,
Avey Tare,
Mad Mike,
Judy Mowatt,
Average White Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Altered Images,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dorothy Ashby,
L. Decosne,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Halsall,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kerrie Biddell,
This Heat,
Ken Boothe,
Youth Brigade,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Roger Hodgson,
Pantytec,
Nas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Franke,
Rod Modell,
Cluster,
Cameo,
The Pop Group,
James White and The Blacks,
Pylon,
Deadbeat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rakim,
Joyce Sims,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.