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 Poland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Philadelphia.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Oneida to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Andrew Hill,
Ohio Players,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nico,
E-Dancer,
Rosa Yemen,
Khruangbin,
Adolescents,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gichy Dan,
Scratch Acid,
Main Source,
Roxette,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun City Girls,
Ponytail,
Half Japanese,
David Bowie,
Surgeon,
Loose Ends,
Susan Cadogan,
Cluster,
Amon Düül II,
Lucky Dragons,
Rotary Connection,
Kaleidoscope,
OOIOO,
Lightning Bolt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lindisfarne,
Porter Ricks,
Tommy Roe,
The Black Dice,
The Cowsills,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tim Buckley,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Negative Approach,
A Certain Ratio,
Grauzone,
Alison Limerick,
Bootsy Collins,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marmalade,
Graham Central Station,
Camberwell Now,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Symarip,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Altered Images,
Intrusion,
Lalann,
Q65,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mandrill,
Electric Prunes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scrapy,
Country Teasers,
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