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 Slovakia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro 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 Soulsonic Force to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arthur Verocai,
A Certain Ratio,
Erykah Badu,
Sonic Youth,
Mo-Dettes,
Liliput,
The Martian,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dennis Brown,
Youth Brigade,
Swans,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Remains,
Don Cherry,
Chrome,
Amazonics,
John Foxx,
Model 500,
Easy Going,
Jeff Mills,
MC5,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
UT,
Aloha Tigers,
Young Marble Giants,
The Happenings,
T. Rex,
Deakin,
Kurtis Blow,
Tommy Roe,
the Bar-Kays,
Connie Case,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Harpers Bizarre,
Donny Hathaway,
X-101,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stereo Dub,
Steve Hackett,
Chris & Cosey,
Lindisfarne,
Y Pants,
Brand Nubian,
Aswad,
The Moleskins,
Pierre Henry,
Cecil Taylor,
Todd Terry,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fire Engines,
Sister Nancy,
Japan,
These Immortal Souls,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABC,
the Human League,
Mars,
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