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 Bolivia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Deadbeat to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a chamberlin 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 rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Scrapy,
The Red Krayola,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Von Mondo,
Moss Icon,
The Knickerbockers,
Altered Images,
John Coltrane,
Silicon Teens,
Funkadelic,
Sonic Youth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gun Club,
The Offenders,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Move,
The Seeds,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ken Boothe,
Simply Red,
Nirvana,
Idris Muhammad,
Susan Cadogan,
The Divine Comedy,
Marc Almond,
The Cramps,
Mantronix,
Sandy B,
Country Teasers,
Hashim,
AZ,
the Bar-Kays,
The Wake,
The Standells,
K-Klass,
Outsiders,
Crooked Eye,
Aural Exciters,
Television,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hoover,
Con Funk Shun,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roger Hodgson,
David Axelrod,
Minny Pops,
Isaac Hayes,
Easy Going,
Lyres,
Camberwell Now,
Howard Jones,
Qualms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Technova,
Godley & Creme,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.