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 Iran and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Groovy Waters to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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 Pretty Things,
Brand Nubian,
Agent Orange,
Joe Finger,
Wire,
Brass Construction,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Donald Byrd,
Infiniti,
MC5,
The Cramps,
Royal Trux,
Chrome,
Rapeman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neu!,
Silicon Teens,
Godley & Creme,
Dawn Penn,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mad Mike,
Ohio Players,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wings,
Pet Shop Boys,
The United States of America,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Five Americans,
Anthony Braxton,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sex Pistols,
The Alarm Clocks,
Josef K,
Ice-T,
Joy Division,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Walker Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mars,
Charles Mingus,
Amazonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alice Coltrane,
Masters at Work,
Kayak,
Dennis Brown,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Graham Central Station,
the Normal,
Intrusion,
John Lydon,
Motorama,
The Tremeloes,
Archie Shepp,
Wasted Youth,
The Seeds,
The Remains,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Christie,
Bill Near,
Kerri Chandler,
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You don't know what you really want.