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 Guyana and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minny Pops to the punk 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Bobby Byrd,
The Move,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
PIL,
Arcadia,
Bobby Sherman,
Tim Buckley,
Shoche,
John Coltrane,
Scan 7,
The Grass Roots,
Ituana,
Scientists,
Soulsonic Force,
Severed Heads,
China Crisis,
The J.B.'s,
This Heat,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fugs,
June Days,
Symarip,
Crime,
Roxette,
Fela Kuti,
The Doors,
MC5,
Duran Duran,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gories,
Popol Vuh,
Aural Exciters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Red Krayola,
Alton Ellis,
Public Enemy,
Heaven 17,
Eve St. Jones,
Carl Craig,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ludus,
The Cramps,
Surgeon,
Ice-T,
Q and Not U,
U.S. Maple,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter & Gordon,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Slits,
Bill Wells,
48th St. Collective,
Joyce Sims,
The Velvet Underground,
The Blackbyrds,
Junior Murvin,
Schoolly D,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stetsasonic,
Danielle Patucci,
Arthur Verocai,
Kurtis Blow,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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