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 Niger and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Rapeman to the jazz 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe 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 a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Shadows of Knight,
Skaos,
The Music Machine,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eve St. Jones,
John Lydon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sparks,
Mad Mike,
The Red Krayola,
Fluxion,
FM Einheit,
the Bar-Kays,
OOIOO,
Godley & Creme,
8 Eyed Spy,
Interpol,
Cheater Slicks,
Dennis Brown,
Funky Four + One,
The Fall,
Isaac Hayes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hot Snakes,
Deakin,
Deepchord,
Dark Day,
Gang of Four,
The Real Kids,
One Last Wish,
Shuggie Otis,
Massinfluence,
Pantytec,
Aloha Tigers,
Kayak,
Rufus Thomas,
Cymande,
Lalo Schifrin,
Animal Collective,
Crime,
Toni Rubio,
Pussy Galore,
Lucky Dragons,
Jawbox,
Franke,
Arab on Radar,
Oneida,
Little Man,
A Flock of Seagulls,
D'Angelo,
Ultra Naté,
Hoover,
Drive Like Jehu,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stetsasonic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echospace,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.