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 Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 June Days to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord 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 harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Jeff Mills,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Robert Wyatt,
Marvin Gaye,
World's Most,
Janne Schatter,
Half Japanese,
Brothers Johnson,
Avey Tare,
The Offenders,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bad Manners,
The Selecter,
Urselle,
The Seeds,
The Blackbyrds,
Scrapy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boredoms,
Kenny Larkin,
Faust,
Duran Duran,
The Divine Comedy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Whodini,
Nico,
The Music Machine,
Fad Gadget,
Smog,
Nils Olav,
Skarface,
Agitation Free,
Rufus Thomas,
Magma,
Suicide,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Loose Ends,
Lindisfarne,
The Grass Roots,
Icehouse,
Subhumans,
Delon & Dalcan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
Negative Approach,
the Soft Cell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Flash Fearless,
The Knickerbockers,
John Coltrane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Sonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fugazi,
Minor Threat,
X-102,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Foxx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.