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 Serbia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Stockholm Monsters to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Accadde A,
Sparks,
The Pretty Things,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lakeside,
Prince Buster,
Cybotron,
The Moody Blues,
Outsiders,
The Buckinghams,
Gang Green,
the Human League,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swell Maps,
The Evens,
Soul Sonic Force,
Magazine,
Section 25,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Andrew Hill,
Camberwell Now,
Clear Light,
The United States of America,
Bootsy Collins,
Thompson Twins,
Yellowson,
Dennis Brown,
Eric Copeland,
Sex Pistols,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris Corsano,
Kerrie Biddell,
Blossom Toes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Lyres,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sarah Menescal,
The Golliwogs,
The Searchers,
Gang of Four,
John Foxx,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultravox,
Tomorrow,
The Monks,
Adolescents,
Soft Cell,
Lalann,
AZ,
Donny Hathaway,
Urselle,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eli Mardock,
The Saints,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.