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 Zimbabwe and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Josef K to the grunge 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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fall,
KRS-One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultra Naté,
Sex Pistols,
Tim Buckley,
Eric Copeland,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mandrill,
Nirvana,
Barclay James Harvest,
Steve Hackett,
Delon & Dalcan,
F. McDonald,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tommy Roe,
Reuben Wilson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sun City Girls,
Symarip,
Barrington Levy,
Roger Hodgson,
The Blackbyrds,
T. Rex,
Ronan,
Amon Düül,
Magma,
Kaleidoscope,
the Bar-Kays,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pylon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Beau Brummels,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Isaac Hayes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Josef K,
Monolake,
Matthew Bourne,
Stetsasonic,
Aaron Thompson,
T.S.O.L.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Remains,
Piero Umiliani,
Jawbox,
Con Funk Shun,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hasil Adkins,
Country Teasers,
Connie Case,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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