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 Spain and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Erasure to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 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 clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Ohio Players,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brand Nubian,
10cc,
Banda Bassotti,
Fat Boys,
June of 44,
Rosa Yemen,
Zero Boys,
Al Stewart,
Todd Terry,
The Kinks,
The Trojans,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fuzztones,
Roy Ayers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Niagra,
The Pretty Things,
The Gap Band,
Technova,
Charles Mingus,
The Wake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pet Shop Boys,
Blancmange,
Nik Kershaw,
Youth Brigade,
Dead Boys,
Mr. Review,
AZ,
Lebanon Hanover,
Howard Jones,
The Divine Comedy,
Animal Collective,
Depeche Mode,
Pantytec,
The Moody Blues,
DNA,
Fear,
Marine Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Au Pairs,
Donny Hathaway,
Symarip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Danielle Patucci,
kango's stein massive,
The Searchers,
Reuben Wilson,
Camberwell Now,
Flamin' Groovies,
Schoolly D,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Country Teasers,
New Order,
Big Daddy Kane,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.