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 South Africa and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Warsaw to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Maurizio,
Liliput,
Dawn Penn,
Eden Ahbez,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
MC5,
Shoche,
Brass Construction,
Nico,
Todd Rundgren,
Barry Ungar,
The American Breed,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ludus,
Theoretical Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Deepchord,
Oneida,
Sun City Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Wings,
Clear Light,
Stiv Bators,
Eric Copeland,
The Knickerbockers,
Jacques Brel,
The Fugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Stooges,
Marc Almond,
Jeff Lynne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Howard Jones,
Zero Boys,
Henry Cow,
One Last Wish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mad Mike,
The Pretty Things,
Pantaleimon,
James White and The Blacks,
Half Japanese,
A Certain Ratio,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fluxion,
The Wake,
Deakin,
The Divine Comedy,
Eve St. Jones,
Cecil Taylor,
Saccharine Trust,
Josef K,
Bad Manners,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bizarre Inc.,
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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.