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 Angola and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stereo Dub,
Lindisfarne,
The Black Dice,
The Cowsills,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arthur Verocai,
Don Cherry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lebanon Hanover,
Erasure,
Siglo XX,
Leonard Cohen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dawn Penn,
Dennis Brown,
Fifty Foot Hose,
UT,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rufus Thomas,
Avey Tare,
The Standells,
Massinfluence,
Rites of Spring,
LL Cool J,
DJ Sneak,
Loose Ends,
Monolake,
Wally Richardson,
Quadrant,
Bill Near,
Schoolly D,
The Monks,
Moebius,
Marc Almond,
The Dead C,
Kaleidoscope,
Rakim,
Ice-T,
Surgeon,
Zapp,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Amon Düül II,
Dave Gahan,
Rhythm & Sound,
World's Most,
Soul Sonic Force,
Spoonie Gee,
Tim Buckley,
The Sonics,
Terry Callier,
Second Layer,
MC5,
Junior Murvin,
Yusef Lateef,
Procol Harum,
Groovy Waters,
Arcadia,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tubeway Army,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.