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 Belarus and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 X-101 to the dance 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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Alison Limerick,
Television,
Infiniti,
Cameo,
Skriet,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Josef K,
K-Klass,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scan 7,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultra Naté,
Ituana,
Todd Terry,
Arab on Radar,
Susan Cadogan,
Terry Callier,
Pantaleimon,
Ten City,
Fat Boys,
Quantec,
The Smoke,
Crooked Eye,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sound Behaviour,
Isaac Hayes,
Jacob Miller,
Erykah Badu,
Henry Cow,
Wings,
Alton Ellis,
Bill Wells,
L. Decosne,
Average White Band,
Angry Samoans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Michelle Simonal,
The Monks,
E-Dancer,
The Moleskins,
Black Bananas,
The Cowsills,
Ornette Coleman,
Eric Copeland,
Peter & Gordon,
Althea and Donna,
Eyeless In Gaza,
MC5,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Standells,
The Invisible,
CMW,
Roxette,
Metal Thangz,
Drexciya,
Hashim,
Marc Almond,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
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