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 Eritrea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Young Rascals to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Alice Coltrane,
June of 44,
Bobby Byrd,
8 Eyed Spy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tim Buckley,
Letta Mbulu,
Kaleidoscope,
Quantec,
Ultra Naté,
Second Layer,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Selecter,
Derrick May,
Wings,
Schoolly D,
Infiniti,
Pierre Henry,
Archie Shepp,
Eden Ahbez,
Yaz,
T. Rex,
Brand Nubian,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minor Threat,
The Grass Roots,
Spandau Ballet,
Throbbing Gristle,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Josef K,
Loose Ends,
X-102,
Dennis Brown,
Mantronix,
The Mojo Men,
E-Dancer,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tommy Roe,
The Knickerbockers,
Patti Smith,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tres Demented,
Chris Corsano,
Vainqueur,
Depeche Mode,
Godley & Creme,
Leonard Cohen,
Scott Walker,
Ronan,
Scientists,
Wolf Eyes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
June Days,
Kayak,
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