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 Mali and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Agitation Free to the punk 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Audionom,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stereo Dub,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Human League,
MDC,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Masters at Work,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mission of Burma,
Gang Starr,
CMW,
U.S. Maple,
48th St. Collective,
The Saints,
Cybotron,
Wings,
Bootsy Collins,
Kerrie Biddell,
Carl Craig,
The Blackbyrds,
Nirvana,
One Last Wish,
Dead Boys,
Darondo,
Iggy Pop,
The Remains,
L. Decosne,
Japan,
Half Japanese,
John Holt,
Hoover,
Pylon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cramps,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Subhumans,
The Monks,
Depeche Mode,
Nation of Ulysses,
Television Personalities,
Minor Threat,
Bush Tetras,
The Index,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jesper Dahlback,
Jerry's Kids,
June of 44,
The Golliwogs,
Robert Hood,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Byrd,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minutemen,
Technova,
Derrick Morgan,
Maurizio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Thompson Twins,
John Foxx,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.