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 Netherlands and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cheater Slicks to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sixth Finger,
Alton Ellis,
Jawbox,
Echospace,
Quadrant,
James White and The Blacks,
Magazine,
The Velvet Underground,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dawn Penn,
Henry Cow,
Mo-Dettes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scion,
The Trojans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lindisfarne,
Severed Heads,
The Birthday Party,
Deadbeat,
Pierre Henry,
FM Einheit,
The Slackers,
This Heat,
Iggy Pop,
The Blues Magoos,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pere Ubu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Searchers,
Josef K,
Groovy Waters,
Skriet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gerry Rafferty,
Interpol,
Funkadelic,
OOIOO,
Marine Girls,
Gang Starr,
Rufus Thomas,
The Names,
Jimmy McGriff,
Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Drexciya,
Michelle Simonal,
The Zeros,
David Bowie,
Junior Murvin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cecil Taylor,
Nils Olav,
The Five Americans,
Eve St. Jones,
The Tremeloes,
Roger Hodgson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.