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 Brunei and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the jazz 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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro 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 an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Josef K,
Idris Muhammad,
Cluster,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang of Four,
Tubeway Army,
Mantronix,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Faraquet,
Con Funk Shun,
Maurizio,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Whodini,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Unrelated Segments,
Guru Guru,
Quadrant,
Altered Images,
The Barracudas,
Isaac Hayes,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Magma,
The Moleskins,
DNA,
Mark Hollis,
The Smoke,
Barrington Levy,
Bronski Beat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Deepchord,
Man Parrish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Tomorrow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Fraelich,
Skarface,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric Copeland,
The Beau Brummels,
MC5,
Althea and Donna,
Aural Exciters,
The Associates,
Sandy B,
Cheater Slicks,
Dark Day,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Danielle Patucci,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Vainqueur,
Newcleus,
L. Decosne,
Radio Birdman,
Black Pus,
Prince Buster,
Scion,
AZ,
UT,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.