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 Tonga and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Blackbyrds to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar 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 guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Funky Four + One,
the Slits,
Ash Ra Tempel,
China Crisis,
The Moody Blues,
H. Thieme,
Model 500,
FM Einheit,
Gang Starr,
Sister Nancy,
Arthur Verocai,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mummies,
Iggy Pop,
Junior Murvin,
Deakin,
The Smoke,
Motorama,
UT,
Tears for Fears,
Letta Mbulu,
Electric Prunes,
Yaz,
Max Romeo,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Duran Duran,
Ohio Players,
Marvin Gaye,
Von Mondo,
Hardrive,
Pharoah Sanders,
MC5,
Ultravox,
Dave Gahan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fluxion,
Pulsallama,
The Gories,
Rakim,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maurizio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Q and Not U,
Dawn Penn,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gladiators,
T.S.O.L.,
Slick Rick,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mad Mike,
Donny Hathaway,
Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
Deepchord,
Michelle Simonal,
Big Daddy Kane,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.