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 Korea South and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Skriet to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a linndrum and a mellotron 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 arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Zapp,
Roy Ayers,
Panda Bear,
Susan Cadogan,
Audionom,
Sandy B,
Buzzcocks,
Basic Channel,
The Dead C,
Arab on Radar,
Echospace,
Alice Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pere Ubu,
Joy Division,
Motorama,
Icehouse,
the Soft Cell,
Aloha Tigers,
Accadde A,
Skaos,
Arcadia,
Freddie Wadling,
OOIOO,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
Barrington Levy,
Pierre Henry,
Boredoms,
The Music Machine,
Babytalk,
Roxy Music,
Quando Quango,
The Victims,
The Divine Comedy,
Electric Prunes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Quadrant,
The Blackbyrds,
Symarip,
Dorothy Ashby,
L. Decosne,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cramps,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minutemen,
Todd Terry,
Harmonia,
Monks,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Residents,
Boz Scaggs,
Howard Jones,
Davy DMX,
The Last Poets,
The Smoke,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.