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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 the Soft Cell to the grunge 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Bush Tetras,
Harmonia,
Easy Going,
Man Parrish,
The Cramps,
Severed Heads,
Pulsallama,
Black Flag,
Los Fastidios,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Average White Band,
Accadde A,
Section 25,
Lee Hazlewood,
New Order,
Kerri Chandler,
Underground Resistance,
Qualms,
Bad Manners,
Anakelly,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Names,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mantronix,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sound Behaviour,
Eric Copeland,
Urselle,
David McCallum,
Technova,
Sexual Harrassment,
New York Dolls,
Joey Negro,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tom Boy,
Dennis Brown,
The Red Krayola,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visage,
Vainqueur,
H. Thieme,
Oblivians,
This Heat,
Derrick Morgan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pierre Henry,
Isaac Hayes,
Hot Snakes,
Sight & Sound,
Franke,
Kurtis Blow,
Moss Icon,
Joy Division,
Rapeman,
Infiniti,
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