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 Grenada and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Q and Not U to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed,
48th St. Collective,
Arcadia,
B.T. Express,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Funkadelic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Morten Harket,
Von Mondo,
Fat Boys,
Faust,
Roxette,
Oneida,
The Techniques,
The Gap Band,
Slave,
Joe Smooth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Monolake,
The American Breed,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Five Americans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tres Demented,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Amon Düül II,
Delon & Dalcan,
Visage,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wasted Youth,
Dennis Brown,
Lindisfarne,
Chris Corsano,
Depeche Mode,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Circle Jerks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fatback Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Parrish,
Young Marble Giants,
Graham Central Station,
The Smoke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Cale,
Judy Mowatt,
Ituana,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cramps,
Jeff Mills,
Davy DMX,
The Dead C,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Halsall,
Fugazi,
Metal Thangz,
Audionom,
Matthew Bourne,
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