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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Joey Negro to the rap 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Swans,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Offenders,
The Divine Comedy,
Slave,
Reagan Youth,
The Move,
Make Up,
Arcadia,
Oneida,
Rotary Connection,
The Invisible,
Zapp,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Al Stewart,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Selecter,
The Young Rascals,
Fat Boys,
MC5,
Avey Tare,
James White and The Blacks,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Sherman,
Sound Behaviour,
Harry Pussy,
Dennis Brown,
Rapeman,
Wasted Youth,
Arthur Verocai,
the Fania All-Stars,
Boredoms,
The Real Kids,
Gang of Four,
Marine Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Amon Düül,
Underground Resistance,
The Seeds,
Grey Daturas,
Delta 5,
Anthony Braxton,
the Association,
Maurizio,
X-Ray Spex,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Harmonia,
Dorothy Ashby,
The J.B.'s,
Dawn Penn,
Man Parrish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ituana,
The Fortunes,
Depeche Mode,
Flash Fearless,
Ronan,
The Knickerbockers,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.