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 Marshall Islands and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Barry Ungar to the jazz 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
The Red Krayola,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camouflage,
Todd Rundgren,
Quantec,
The Walker Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
Unrelated Segments,
Archie Shepp,
Man Parrish,
Country Teasers,
Sight & Sound,
Siglo XX,
Tears for Fears,
World's Most,
Cluster,
Los Fastidios,
H. Thieme,
Marine Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Icehouse,
Niagra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Malaria!,
Barrington Levy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
New Order,
Television,
Thee Headcoats,
Schoolly D,
DJ Style,
Chris & Cosey,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mad Mike,
Radiohead,
Deepchord,
Rapeman,
Neil Young,
Oneida,
Sandy B,
Livin' Joy,
The Detroit Cobras,
FM Einheit,
Sun Ra,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Rufus Thomas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Adolescents,
the Germs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rod Modell,
Technova,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.