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 Guatemala and from Delhi.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rotary Connection to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minutemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bauhaus,
X-101,
Ludus,
AZ,
Symarip,
Can,
Warren Ellis,
Blake Baxter,
A Certain Ratio,
Jeff Lynne,
Yaz,
Organ,
DNA,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Slits,
Moebius,
Suicide,
OOIOO,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Essential Logic,
Adolescents,
Anakelly,
Hasil Adkins,
The Names,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blossom Toes,
Pantytec,
MC5,
Stiv Bators,
Altered Images,
Nik Kershaw,
Warsaw,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Liliput,
L. Decosne,
The Cramps,
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott Heron,
Television Personalities,
David McCallum,
The Dirtbombs,
Howard Jones,
Amon Düül II,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mad Mike,
ABBA,
Infiniti,
Blancmange,
Talk Talk,
The Beau Brummels,
Juan Atkins,
Nas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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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.