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 Syria and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar 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 Scrapy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe 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 oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Marine Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Flash Fearless,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Residents,
Tubeway Army,
Ultravox,
Bronski Beat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sound Behaviour,
Crooked Eye,
Cybotron,
Laurel Aitken,
Aaron Thompson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
DJ Style,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Glenn Branca,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sandy B,
Avey Tare,
Guru Guru,
The Move,
Pantaleimon,
Swans,
Judy Mowatt,
The Martian,
Monolake,
Harmonia,
Soul II Soul,
Crime,
Minnie Riperton,
The Zeros,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Saints,
Bauhaus,
Man Parrish,
T.S.O.L.,
Matthew Halsall,
kango's stein massive,
John Lydon,
Animal Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Janne Schatter,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Goldenarms,
Andrew Hill,
the Association,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sister Nancy,
Visage,
Roy Ayers,
Bluetip,
Angry Samoans,
The Associates,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.