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 Barbados and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Nik Kershaw,
U.S. Maple,
The Human League,
the Normal,
Qualms,
Throbbing Gristle,
CMW,
Tim Buckley,
Half Japanese,
Ohio Players,
Graham Central Station,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Busters,
Gang Green,
Livin' Joy,
David Bowie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed,
The Knickerbockers,
DNA,
ABC,
Main Source,
Country Teasers,
Pylon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moebius,
Hot Snakes,
Jacques Brel,
Connie Case,
Mandrill,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alphaville,
Bang On A Can,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wasted Youth,
Max Romeo,
Swans,
Tropical Tobacco,
Maurizio,
Deepchord,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Massinfluence,
Sun Ra,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fugs,
Q65,
Echospace,
Easy Going,
Byron Stingily,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kaleidoscope,
Audionom,
The Moody Blues,
Second Layer,
Lyres,
Morten Harket,
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