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 Peru and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Connie Case to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New York Dolls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gerry Rafferty,
Swans,
Slick Rick,
The Mojo Men,
Con Funk Shun,
H. Thieme,
Bill Wells,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Parry Music,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Buckinghams,
Chrome,
Joy Division,
Pussy Galore,
DJ Style,
The Names,
Outsiders,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flipper,
Amon Düül,
Mantronix,
kango's stein massive,
Fad Gadget,
David Bowie,
Technova,
Can,
MC5,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rufus Thomas,
Radio Birdman,
Eden Ahbez,
The Real Kids,
China Crisis,
Reuben Wilson,
48th St. Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Qualms,
The Raincoats,
The American Breed,
Severed Heads,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Donald Byrd,
Main Source,
The Blues Magoos,
The Toasters,
Eric Dolphy,
Fatback Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Roxette,
Skarface,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Trumans Water,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Carl Craig,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.