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 United States and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cal Tjader to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet 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 clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Joyce Sims,
The Pretty Things,
Janne Schatter,
The Cure,
Blancmange,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Spoonie Gee,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Warsaw,
Hoover,
Suburban Knight,
Cecil Taylor,
The Toasters,
Laurel Aitken,
Mad Mike,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flipper,
Blake Baxter,
Infiniti,
The Shadows of Knight,
Au Pairs,
UT,
The Index,
One Last Wish,
X-101,
Terry Callier,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Royal Trux,
Smog,
Clear Light,
Bob Dylan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Happenings,
Mandrill,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Maleditus Sound,
Quadrant,
June of 44,
Banda Bassotti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rakim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minutemen,
Surgeon,
Ken Boothe,
The Star Department,
Stetsasonic,
Joey Negro,
the Fania All-Stars,
Popol Vuh,
Soul II Soul,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Siglo XX,
Sun Ra,
Echospace,
Liliput,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stiv Bators,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.