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 Australia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nirvana to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Smog 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 funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator 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 oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Sandy B,
Pole,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Victims,
Altered Images,
Kenny Larkin,
Soulsonic Force,
Youth Brigade,
Barrington Levy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Organ,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Kinks,
Bronski Beat,
Bootsy Collins,
Ultra Naté,
Roxette,
The Index,
Young Marble Giants,
Wings,
The Sonics,
The Searchers,
Sonic Youth,
Simply Red,
Quantec,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Roxy Music,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Sheep,
The Modern Lovers,
Bauhaus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
KRS-One,
Lightning Bolt,
Hardrive,
The Mummies,
Arcadia,
X-102,
Hasil Adkins,
48th St. Collective,
PIL,
a-ha,
Livin' Joy,
Reagan Youth,
John Holt,
Jeff Lynne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Siglo XX,
Parry Music,
Warsaw,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Names,
The Neon Judgement,
Silicon Teens,
Fluxion,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gichy Dan,
Minor Threat,
MC5,
Ronan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.