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 Denmark and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fugazi to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord 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 marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Gap Band,
Yaz,
Jacques Brel,
T. Rex,
Andrew Hill,
Soft Machine,
Lightning Bolt,
Silicon Teens,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Move,
Kayak,
Al Stewart,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Association,
Pere Ubu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
A Certain Ratio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Selecter,
Faraquet,
Alphaville,
Lou Christie,
Lebanon Hanover,
Minutemen,
Fad Gadget,
Make Up,
X-Ray Spex,
Main Source,
Sex Pistols,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Smiths,
the Sonics,
Audionom,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Monks,
Dual Sessions,
The Associates,
Clear Light,
Aswad,
Minnie Riperton,
Second Layer,
MDC,
Barclay James Harvest,
PIL,
Kenny Larkin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Absolute Body Control,
Todd Rundgren,
KRS-One,
Donald Byrd,
Blake Baxter,
X-101,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.