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 Uganda and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Masters at Work to the dance 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a güiro 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 an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Marine Girls,
The Evens,
Hardrive,
Suicide,
Qualms,
Scott Walker,
Jeff Lynne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Urselle,
Main Source,
Tommy Roe,
The Raincoats,
Bobby Womack,
Massinfluence,
Sonic Youth,
Robert Görl,
X-Ray Spex,
Jawbox,
Lalo Schifrin,
K-Klass,
Moebius,
The Misunderstood,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tim Buckley,
B.T. Express,
The Birthday Party,
Archie Shepp,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Moon,
the Bar-Kays,
Swans,
DJ Style,
The United States of America,
Moss Icon,
Rites of Spring,
Half Japanese,
Whodini,
Stetsasonic,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gong,
Kenny Larkin,
The Angels of Light,
Swell Maps,
Jacob Miller,
DJ Sneak,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Rundgren,
Aswad,
Lucky Dragons,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Junior Murvin,
Anakelly,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rufus Thomas,
Average White Band,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.