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 Senegal and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Con Funk Shun to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb 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 güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Judy Mowatt,
Sällskapet,
The Vogues,
Crispy Ambulance,
Radiopuhelimet,
Idris Muhammad,
Funkadelic,
June Days,
Boredoms,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gong,
Bobby Sherman,
Guru Guru,
Tres Demented,
The Leaves,
Silicon Teens,
Black Moon,
The Happenings,
The Fuzztones,
Hashim,
Pantaleimon,
Half Japanese,
X-Ray Spex,
Ronnie Foster,
The Slits,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed,
Gerry Rafferty,
Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Zero Boys,
Massinfluence,
Hoover,
The Invisible,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sun City Girls,
Lower 48,
Sparks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Newcleus,
The J.B.'s,
Essential Logic,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Victims,
Radio Birdman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Quando Quango,
Roxette,
Robert Görl,
MC5,
The Angels of Light,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
cv313,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Pretty Things,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
Angry Samoans,
The Martian,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.