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 Nepal and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jandek to the dance 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Toasters,
The Divine Comedy,
The Slits,
Black Flag,
One Last Wish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skriet,
Monolake,
The Star Department,
EPMD,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roxy Music,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Copeland,
CMW,
Essential Logic,
Mantronix,
Surgeon,
Liliput,
OOIOO,
The Fire Engines,
Pylon,
Faust,
Little Man,
Crispian St. Peters,
Roger Hodgson,
the Swans,
Lower 48,
Quando Quango,
Camouflage,
Sound Behaviour,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Dirtbombs,
Young Marble Giants,
World's Most,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Misunderstood,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Charles Mingus,
The Red Krayola,
The Smoke,
New York Dolls,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang of Four,
Fugazi,
E-Dancer,
Wings,
Sex Pistols,
Magma,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Associates,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Johnny Clarke,
Marshall Jefferson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sandy B,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
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