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 Greece and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Donny Hathaway to the rock 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Trumans Water,
The Misunderstood,
Surgeon,
In Retrospect,
New Age Steppers,
Rod Modell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cramps,
Ice-T,
John Foxx,
Young Marble Giants,
Morten Harket,
Faraquet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wings,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül,
Altered Images,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Angels of Light,
The Red Krayola,
Niagra,
Donny Hathaway,
The Alarm Clocks,
Crash Course in Science,
The Slits,
Easy Going,
Robert Wyatt,
The Buckinghams,
Big Daddy Kane,
Inner City,
PIL,
Harmonia,
Subhumans,
Can,
T. Rex,
Marc Almond,
Lindisfarne,
These Immortal Souls,
Ultimate Spinach,
Letta Mbulu,
Rotary Connection,
The Flesh Eaters,
Parry Music,
Todd Terry,
Gang of Four,
Jawbox,
Mad Mike,
Grandmaster Flash,
Au Pairs,
the Association,
Soulsonic Force,
Swell Maps,
Grey Daturas,
Con Funk Shun,
Shuggie Otis,
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