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 Sri Lanka and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Connie Case to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Techniques,
Tres Demented,
The Durutti Column,
the Slits,
Todd Rundgren,
Au Pairs,
Funky Four + One,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Moody Blues,
Brick,
The Electric Prunes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Soft Cell,
Grauzone,
DJ Style,
Youth Brigade,
PIL,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Infiniti,
Shuggie Otis,
Susan Cadogan,
Y Pants,
The Smiths,
T.S.O.L.,
The Star Department,
Donald Byrd,
Gang Gang Dance,
Anakelly,
Outsiders,
Simply Red,
Aloha Tigers,
Junior Murvin,
Half Japanese,
X-Ray Spex,
Marine Girls,
Anthony Braxton,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Black Dice,
World's Most,
Leonard Cohen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Starr,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donny Hathaway,
Dennis Brown,
Soul II Soul,
Thee Headcoats,
Nils Olav,
The Sonics,
Accadde A,
Depeche Mode,
Warren Ellis,
Echospace,
Jacob Miller,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Byrd,
Juan Atkins,
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