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 Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gap Band,
Patti Smith,
Pantaleimon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Johnny Clarke,
Curtis Mayfield,
H. Thieme,
The Black Dice,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Erasure,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terry Callier,
The Invisible,
Kas Product,
The Toasters,
Livin' Joy,
David McCallum,
The Victims,
Zapp,
Rufus Thomas,
China Crisis,
Peter & Gordon,
Bush Tetras,
Fear,
The Monks,
Skarface,
Dark Day,
Joensuu 1685,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Techniques,
Tim Buckley,
The Misunderstood,
New Order,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Moss Icon,
Aswad,
Tommy Roe,
Urselle,
Panda Bear,
Electric Prunes,
Barry Ungar,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fortunes,
the Germs,
Eric Copeland,
Duran Duran,
Theoretical Girls,
The Names,
Junior Murvin,
Gichy Dan,
Don Cherry,
The Raincoats,
Faraquet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Swans,
Bill Near,
Crash Course in Science,
Spandau Ballet,
The Shadows of Knight,
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