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 Slovenia and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Prince Buster to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
The Residents,
Rekid,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deadbeat,
Average White Band,
Agitation Free,
The Alarm Clocks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Moss Icon,
K-Klass,
The Mummies,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Man Parrish,
In Retrospect,
Marmalade,
Wasted Youth,
the Human League,
Camouflage,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Unrelated Segments,
Jacques Brel,
Roxette,
Derrick May,
Marc Almond,
Brand Nubian,
Los Fastidios,
Motorama,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sister Nancy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cymande,
Radiohead,
a-ha,
New Order,
The Saints,
Trumans Water,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Pus,
Oneida,
Funky Four + One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Electric Prunes,
Fat Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Con Funk Shun,
Clear Light,
the Sonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Piero Umiliani,
Slave,
H. Thieme,
Bush Tetras,
David Bowie,
Technova,
Bobby Womack,
F. McDonald,
Brass Construction,
Soft Cell,
Joe Smooth,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.