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 Iran and from Salvador.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dawn Penn to the rock 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a güiro 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 oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Average White Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Heaven 17,
Archie Shepp,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nico,
Black Bananas,
Essential Logic,
Rakim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Max Romeo,
Yusef Lateef,
Pagans,
OOIOO,
The Fortunes,
A Certain Ratio,
Barrington Levy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scion,
Wings,
Sound Behaviour,
June of 44,
Lakeside,
Young Marble Giants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Amazonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Litter,
Neil Young,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
FM Einheit,
Quando Quango,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Half Japanese,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sister Nancy,
48th St. Collective,
Funkadelic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Siglo XX,
June Days,
Boredoms,
New Order,
Eddi Front,
Fugazi,
The Fuzztones,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Accadde A,
Lalo Schifrin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alton Ellis,
Panda Bear,
Joe Finger,
Steve Hackett,
Maleditus Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.