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 Austria and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar 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 Wire to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Amon Düül II,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marine Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
In Retrospect,
The Blues Magoos,
Dual Sessions,
John Lydon,
Tears for Fears,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thee Headcoats,
Arcadia,
Sparks,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Evens,
Schoolly D,
Ronnie Foster,
The Cowsills,
Q and Not U,
Hardrive,
Von Mondo,
Dennis Brown,
The Fall,
Babytalk,
Steve Hackett,
Davy DMX,
UT,
Kas Product,
David Bowie,
Faraquet,
The Barracudas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
R.M.O.,
The Busters,
48th St. Collective,
B.T. Express,
Das Ding,
Mantronix,
Fatback Band,
Public Enemy,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Doors,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Slick Rick,
Kool Moe Dee,
Maurizio,
Barrington Levy,
The Saints,
ABBA,
Barry Ungar,
Henry Cow,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fugazi,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sister Nancy,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gories,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.