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 Italy and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Isaac Hayes to the jazz 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba 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 guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Mr. Review,
Cymande,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minor Threat,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yusef Lateef,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cybotron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Maleditus Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Adolescents,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Khruangbin,
The United States of America,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eric Dolphy,
The Associates,
The Misunderstood,
Sandy B,
Camouflage,
Aloha Tigers,
The Golliwogs,
Moby Grape,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bootsy Collins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stereo Dub,
Sound Behaviour,
Aaron Thompson,
Funkadelic,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Toasters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cecil Taylor,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Wyatt,
Crooked Eye,
ABBA,
Avey Tare,
Rapeman,
Archie Shepp,
Robert Görl,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Searchers,
David McCallum,
Sex Pistols,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rekid,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
David Axelrod,
Slick Rick,
The Vogues,
Vladislav Delay,
The Motions,
Grey Daturas,
Das Ding,
Leonard Cohen,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.