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 Luxembourg and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Electric Light Orchestra to the disco 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet 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 theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Jerry's Kids,
Cal Tjader,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Pretty Things,
Warsaw,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nas,
Fatback Band,
Tim Buckley,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Reed,
Pylon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mars,
Blancmange,
Marine Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Steve Hackett,
The Victims,
The Seeds,
Banda Bassotti,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Harpers Bizarre,
Livin' Joy,
Metal Thangz,
Rufus Thomas,
Yaz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skriet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxy Music,
ABC,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Josef K,
Angry Samoans,
World's Most,
Rotary Connection,
F. McDonald,
Brothers Johnson,
Sandy B,
Sällskapet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Star Department,
Crime,
the Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
Max Romeo,
The Count Five,
Sixth Finger,
Goldenarms,
Dead Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sugar Minott,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti,
Carl Craig,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.