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 Israel and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Marine Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Robert Görl,
The Toasters,
Absolute Body Control,
Sugar Minott,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Standells,
Toni Rubio,
Maleditus Sound,
Charles Mingus,
Blossom Toes,
Visage,
Icehouse,
Scan 7,
Simply Red,
the Human League,
Fela Kuti,
Yazoo,
The Seeds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lakeside,
The Golliwogs,
Brass Construction,
DJ Style,
Quadrant,
The Fugs,
Country Teasers,
Rosa Yemen,
F. McDonald,
Erasure,
Amon Düül,
the Slits,
Swell Maps,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aural Exciters,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Clear Light,
Interpol,
These Immortal Souls,
The Barracudas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wire,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Trojans,
Joey Negro,
Roger Hodgson,
Television Personalities,
Nico,
Black Pus,
Dawn Penn,
Eden Ahbez,
Radiohead,
Surgeon,
Y Pants,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Janne Schatter,
Harmonia,
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