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 Mexico and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Quantec to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Icehouse,
Index,
The Standells,
Rod Modell,
Saccharine Trust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
Pantytec,
Juan Atkins,
Stiv Bators,
Barrington Levy,
Alphaville,
Maurizio,
Sonic Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
kango's stein massive,
Depeche Mode,
The Dead C,
Agent Orange,
Dual Sessions,
Anthony Braxton,
Rotary Connection,
Radio Birdman,
Eli Mardock,
The Kinks,
Todd Rundgren,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Darondo,
Ultra Naté,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lightning Bolt,
Jacob Miller,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Khruangbin,
The Busters,
The Count Five,
Jimmy McGriff,
Severed Heads,
Grauzone,
Talk Talk,
John Coltrane,
Buzzcocks,
The Techniques,
Scratch Acid,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Excepter,
The Human League,
Alice Coltrane,
In Retrospect,
Vainqueur,
Carl Craig,
Howard Jones,
The Cowsills,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kayak,
Von Mondo,
T. Rex,
Loose Ends,
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You don't know what you really want.