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 Argentina and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Dave Clark Five to the techno 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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,
Liliput,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Drexciya,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Organ,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Real Kids,
The Human League,
Crooked Eye,
Brick,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Shuggie Otis,
Chris & Cosey,
Quantec,
Swans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Second Layer,
Rhythm & Sound,
Outsiders,
The Music Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
June Days,
Suicide,
The Golliwogs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Albert Ayler,
Eddi Front,
Iggy Pop,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Essential Logic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ten City,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Thompson Twins,
Moebius,
Sound Behaviour,
Todd Terry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Velvet Underground,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Todd Rundgren,
Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moss Icon,
The Raincoats,
Tim Buckley,
Deakin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Half Japanese,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jawbox,
Hoover,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.