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 St Lucia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Faraquet to the grunge 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Morten Harket,
The Techniques,
Wire,
Pylon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joy Division,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marshall Jefferson,
Make Up,
Minny Pops,
Yusef Lateef,
The Golliwogs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Depeche Mode,
Brass Construction,
Sun Ra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DJ Sneak,
Warren Ellis,
Metal Thangz,
Gang of Four,
Skriet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roger Hodgson,
Dark Day,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Sonics,
Barrington Levy,
Mantronix,
Sex Pistols,
Lower 48,
David Bowie,
Janne Schatter,
Index,
Althea and Donna,
Nirvana,
Glenn Branca,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fluxion,
The Cowsills,
Scott Walker,
Fela Kuti,
Rotary Connection,
PIL,
The Busters,
Tom Boy,
Skarface,
Man Parrish,
Blake Baxter,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rakim,
The Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Malaria!,
DNA,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Schoolly D,
Joensuu 1685,
Roy Ayers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.