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 Armenia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sam Rivers to the techno 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum 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 theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Saccharine Trust,
The Pop Group,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sister Nancy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Spoonie Gee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pet Shop Boys,
Iggy Pop,
The Angels of Light,
Funky Four + One,
Anthony Braxton,
K-Klass,
Circle Jerks,
Talk Talk,
Cluster,
kango's stein massive,
Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
Leonard Cohen,
Kas Product,
Infiniti,
Harmonia,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crime,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dawn Penn,
Mantronix,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Josef K,
Pere Ubu,
Outsiders,
Tim Buckley,
Whodini,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter & Gordon,
Don Cherry,
The Standells,
Yusef Lateef,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ten City,
The Fortunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
T. Rex,
The Fugs,
Arab on Radar,
John Cale,
Pierre Henry,
Hasil Adkins,
Boredoms,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.