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 Taiwan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ 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 Boogie Down Productions to the dance 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar 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 linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ituana,
Don Cherry,
Can,
Moss Icon,
L. Decosne,
T. Rex,
Jesper Dahlback,
PIL,
Monolake,
Glambeats Corp.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Y Pants,
10cc,
Amazonics,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bill Near,
Shuggie Otis,
The Gap Band,
The Slackers,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Pretty Things,
Groovy Waters,
Aloha Tigers,
Siglo XX,
Pussy Galore,
Bob Dylan,
Brass Construction,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Trojans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Country Teasers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Underground Resistance,
AZ,
The Angels of Light,
Silicon Teens,
Arthur Verocai,
One Last Wish,
World's Most,
Blancmange,
Ossler,
Juan Atkins,
Main Source,
Soul II Soul,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ronnie Foster,
Excepter,
The Fortunes,
Byron Stingily,
Faust,
Aural Exciters,
Tim Buckley,
Black Sheep,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crime,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neu!,
Joensuu 1685,
Faraquet,
Bush Tetras,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.