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 Dominican Republic and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba 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 Roger Hodgson to the rock 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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin 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 oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Toni Rubio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ultravox,
Radiohead,
Pole,
The Cramps,
The Real Kids,
Aural Exciters,
Roy Ayers,
Isaac Hayes,
Stiv Bators,
Scan 7,
The Litter,
ABBA,
Agent Orange,
Ponytail,
DJ Sneak,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scott Walker,
Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Evens,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Black Dice,
Leonard Cohen,
Massinfluence,
T.S.O.L.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lebanon Hanover,
Surgeon,
Monks,
Warren Ellis,
Maleditus Sound,
PIL,
The Fire Engines,
Gil Scott Heron,
Connie Case,
Rufus Thomas,
The Saints,
the Soft Cell,
Youth Brigade,
Grey Daturas,
The Angels of Light,
the Bar-Kays,
Tommy Roe,
The New Christs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Motorama,
Sparks,
Excepter,
Robert Wyatt,
Scratch Acid,
The Associates,
Lakeside,
Nick Fraelich,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.