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 Tuvalu and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Swell Maps to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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,
The Saints,
Radiohead,
Ice-T,
Minutemen,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pagans,
Outsiders,
Neu!,
Henry Cow,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang Gang Dance,
Guru Guru,
EPMD,
Das Ding,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dawn Penn,
Flash Fearless,
Althea and Donna,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Circle Jerks,
Eve St. Jones,
Soul Sonic Force,
Young Marble Giants,
Dave Gahan,
The Leaves,
Ultimate Spinach,
Babytalk,
Lindisfarne,
Unrelated Segments,
Reuben Wilson,
the Association,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Anakelly,
Bush Tetras,
Nico,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Techniques,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soft Cell,
Ronan,
Stiv Bators,
The Angels of Light,
Black Moon,
Fat Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soft Machine,
The Sonics,
Schoolly D,
Drexciya,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
Metal Thangz,
Qualms,
Desert Stars,
Zapp,
Prince Buster,
Organ,
Chris Corsano,
Index,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.