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 Tuvalu and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Piero Umiliani,
Janne Schatter,
Monolake,
Black Sheep,
Suicide,
Oblivians,
The New Christs,
Unwound,
the Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
AZ,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Procol Harum,
Television,
Throbbing Gristle,
Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
Harmonia,
D'Angelo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ten City,
Absolute Body Control,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gang of Four,
Swans,
Panda Bear,
Circle Jerks,
Marine Girls,
Crime,
Hashim,
Lucky Dragons,
Rod Modell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Blake Baxter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scan 7,
Sparks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eurythmics,
Blancmange,
Pagans,
Minnie Riperton,
Kaleidoscope,
Hasil Adkins,
Pole,
Q65,
Dawn Penn,
Erasure,
The Music Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
Scientists,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Zapp,
Stockholm Monsters,
Motorama,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pantaleimon,
Magazine,
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