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 Laos and from Glasgow.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Dual Sessions,
Yaz,
Bobby Byrd,
Albert Ayler,
Gabor Szabo,
Scientists,
Hoover,
Arcadia,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bluetip,
Warren Ellis,
Gang of Four,
Toni Rubio,
Ten City,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Aswad,
Y Pants,
World's Most,
Newcleus,
David McCallum,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric Copeland,
Scion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Infiniti,
Magazine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
New Order,
Don Cherry,
Anakelly,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erykah Badu,
Mission of Burma,
Maurizio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Television,
The Smoke,
Ituana,
Porter Ricks,
Talk Talk,
Vladislav Delay,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dirtbombs,
Moby Grape,
Bronski Beat,
Carl Craig,
Mars,
Chris Corsano,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rekid,
Smog,
Leonard Cohen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Shoche,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Niagra,
Prince Buster,
Essential Logic,
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