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 the UAE and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sunsets and Hearts 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba 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 organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Byron Stingily,
Trumans Water,
Roxy Music,
Eve St. Jones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joy Division,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pole,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pantytec,
Morten Harket,
Moby Grape,
X-Ray Spex,
Warsaw,
Dorothy Ashby,
Buzzcocks,
Sixth Finger,
The Victims,
Eric B and Rakim,
Al Stewart,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Negative Approach,
Minor Threat,
John Foxx,
Tres Demented,
Sugar Minott,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Golliwogs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Panda Bear,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pylon,
Judy Mowatt,
Rufus Thomas,
Curtis Mayfield,
New York Dolls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Zeros,
Bad Manners,
Young Marble Giants,
Idris Muhammad,
Pantaleimon,
Fad Gadget,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Warren Ellis,
Dead Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Gerry Rafferty,
Patti Smith,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
The Leaves,
Sällskapet,
The Fall,
Brothers Johnson,
Spandau Ballet,
Supertramp,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.