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 Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Anthony Braxton to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
The Sonics,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Walker Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Kinks,
Bang On A Can,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mission of Burma,
The Five Americans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Deakin,
Public Enemy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Heaven 17,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alphaville,
Scientists,
The Martian,
Crime,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camouflage,
Faraquet,
The Residents,
The Tremeloes,
Derrick May,
The Happenings,
The Count Five,
Moebius,
Guru Guru,
Audionom,
Slick Rick,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crooked Eye,
The Angels of Light,
Pussy Galore,
the Bar-Kays,
Janne Schatter,
Can,
Brothers Johnson,
Pantaleimon,
Yazoo,
Kevin Saunderson,
June of 44,
Funky Four + One,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blues Magoos,
Agitation Free,
World's Most,
The Dirtbombs,
Lalann,
Ronan,
Symarip,
Yellowson,
10cc,
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