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 Laos and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Josef K to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Ornette Coleman,
The Gladiators,
Howard Jones,
Newcleus,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crime,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Echospace,
The Red Krayola,
Don Cherry,
The Fuzztones,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Interpol,
Tears for Fears,
48th St. Collective,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
Bootsy Collins,
Stetsasonic,
Los Fastidios,
Jesper Dahlback,
The New Christs,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gories,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Durutti Column,
Masters at Work,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Massinfluence,
Hashim,
James White and The Blacks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ice-T,
Patti Smith,
Average White Band,
Easy Going,
Moebius,
Jimmy McGriff,
Amon Düül II,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
Kenny Larkin,
The Evens,
DJ Style,
Fela Kuti,
Marcia Griffiths,
Man Parrish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kerri Chandler,
Eddi Front,
Sun City Girls,
The Busters,
Barry Ungar,
Thompson Twins,
Crash Course in Science,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.