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 United States and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Michelle Simonal to the crunk 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Danielle Patucci,
Aaron Thompson,
Toni Rubio,
Lyres,
Kool Moe Dee,
Electric Prunes,
Oneida,
China Crisis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Television Personalities,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gichy Dan,
Joey Negro,
The Sound,
Average White Band,
Kas Product,
Warsaw,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eric Dolphy,
The Saints,
Alice Coltrane,
The Angels of Light,
Minutemen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Niagra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Last Poets,
The Fugs,
Erasure,
The Five Americans,
Tommy Roe,
Bronski Beat,
Section 25,
The Leaves,
The Sonics,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fall,
New Age Steppers,
Fatback Band,
Josef K,
Half Japanese,
Audionom,
Monks,
Scion,
LL Cool J,
The Motions,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Doors,
Interpol,
Ronan,
Theoretical Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The J.B.'s,
The Litter,
Susan Cadogan,
Ludus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
kango's stein massive,
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