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 Somalia and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rekid to the funk 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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare 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 theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
MC5,
ABBA,
Kerri Chandler,
Gerry Rafferty,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Blackbyrds,
Flash Fearless,
Patti Smith,
Spoonie Gee,
Jacob Miller,
Sugar Minott,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rakim,
Amon Düül II,
Stetsasonic,
Magma,
Sällskapet,
Kas Product,
The Cowsills,
Dorothy Ashby,
Suicide,
The Doors,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
The Divine Comedy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Blues Magoos,
Pere Ubu,
Deepchord,
H. Thieme,
Maurizio,
Boz Scaggs,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Holt,
Drexciya,
The Velvet Underground,
Au Pairs,
Bob Dylan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dead C,
Parry Music,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
JFA,
Audionom,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sound,
Neil Young,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ossler,
Vladislav Delay,
Pharoah Sanders,
Von Mondo,
Animal Collective,
Brick,
Massinfluence,
Joey Negro,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.