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 Russia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nas to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin 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 oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Anakelly,
The Red Krayola,
the Human League,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mantronix,
Toni Rubio,
Los Fastidios,
The Beau Brummels,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Spandau Ballet,
Bush Tetras,
Nick Fraelich,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Offenders,
Dennis Brown,
Amon Düül,
Skarface,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Television Personalities,
New York Dolls,
Sällskapet,
Brick,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Slits,
Bluetip,
The Searchers,
The Black Dice,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang Starr,
Moebius,
Liliput,
Siglo XX,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bauhaus,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Associates,
a-ha,
Scrapy,
Whodini,
The Happenings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fall,
X-101,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yusef Lateef,
The Electric Prunes,
The Doors,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare,
Gong,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
One Last Wish,
the Normal,
Lalann,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fuzztones,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.