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 Albania and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Chrome to the dance 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
The Star Department,
E-Dancer,
Aloha Tigers,
Terry Callier,
The Saints,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Count Five,
Charles Mingus,
Josef K,
Gastr Del Sol,
The J.B.'s,
Swell Maps,
Bizarre Inc.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Knickerbockers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Von Mondo,
Barry Ungar,
Moss Icon,
John Foxx,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marvin Gaye,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Associates,
Angry Samoans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blake Baxter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stereo Dub,
The Busters,
D'Angelo,
Ronnie Foster,
Mr. Review,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Thompson Twins,
Spoonie Gee,
Sex Pistols,
Fluxion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Golliwogs,
the Sonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skaos,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Misunderstood,
Pere Ubu,
X-102,
Popol Vuh,
MC5,
Cluster,
Quantec,
Gang Gang Dance,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ituana,
John Cale,
Faraquet,
Derrick Morgan,
Amon Düül II,
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