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 Spain and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Au Pairs to the rap 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Al Stewart,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Sonics,
Half Japanese,
Adolescents,
Surgeon,
Wasted Youth,
Altered Images,
The Gladiators,
Blossom Toes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Reuben Wilson,
The Human League,
Lower 48,
Junior Murvin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Tremeloes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Icehouse,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flash Fearless,
Bill Near,
The Smiths,
the Sonics,
The Modern Lovers,
The Monks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lightning Bolt,
One Last Wish,
Barclay James Harvest,
kango's stein massive,
Grandmaster Flash,
Idris Muhammad,
Fluxion,
Dennis Brown,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arthur Verocai,
Vainqueur,
Popol Vuh,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Association,
Silicon Teens,
The Victims,
Japan,
Sarah Menescal,
Godley & Creme,
Suicide,
Sight & Sound,
Hashim,
Duran Duran,
Jeff Mills,
The Names,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barry Ungar,
Maurizio,
Ronan,
Matthew Halsall,
Delta 5,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.