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 Palau and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nas to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar 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 linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Anakelly,
Kayak,
Franke,
Anthony Braxton,
Mo-Dettes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pierre Henry,
Hot Snakes,
The New Christs,
The Fortunes,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mummies,
Pulsallama,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aloha Tigers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eden Ahbez,
The Knickerbockers,
Magma,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Moss Icon,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Index,
the Germs,
Bobby Byrd,
The Misunderstood,
Second Layer,
Scratch Acid,
Public Enemy,
Pantaleimon,
Avey Tare,
Cecil Taylor,
One Last Wish,
Trumans Water,
The Evens,
Howard Jones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pole,
AZ,
Peter and Kerry,
Negative Approach,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Victims,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Görl,
The Moody Blues,
Archie Shepp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Cale,
Todd Rundgren,
Danielle Patucci,
Susan Cadogan,
MC5,
Wasted Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.