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 Saudi Arabia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Guru Guru to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ten City,
The Black Dice,
Cluster,
Warren Ellis,
Bill Wells,
UT,
The Knickerbockers,
Minor Threat,
Lalann,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Little Man,
Arcadia,
The Angels of Light,
Audionom,
Pussy Galore,
L. Decosne,
The Fall,
MC5,
The Mojo Men,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Trojans,
Subhumans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
The Young Rascals,
Leonard Cohen,
48th St. Collective,
Tim Buckley,
Kas Product,
Isaac Hayes,
The Beau Brummels,
Supertramp,
The Residents,
The Raincoats,
Warsaw,
The Techniques,
Underground Resistance,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aloha Tigers,
Rekid,
Carl Craig,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sarah Menescal,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joensuu 1685,
Max Romeo,
Shuggie Otis,
The Saints,
The Monks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Index,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Buckinghams,
The Golliwogs,
Suicide,
Pharoah Sanders,
New Age Steppers,
The Divine Comedy,
Sun Ra,
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