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 Korea North and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Underground Resistance to the crunk 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Reuben Wilson,
The United States of America,
Janne Schatter,
Anthony Braxton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cameo,
The Five Americans,
H. Thieme,
Swell Maps,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radio Birdman,
Radiohead,
Juan Atkins,
Tres Demented,
Nico,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fluxion,
Metal Thangz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Charles Mingus,
La Düsseldorf,
Althea and Donna,
Mo-Dettes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Birthday Party,
David McCallum,
Prince Buster,
Yaz,
Suicide,
Moby Grape,
Toni Rubio,
John Coltrane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stockholm Monsters,
Excepter,
Drive Like Jehu,
Danielle Patucci,
Aural Exciters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Country Teasers,
The Red Krayola,
Bill Near,
DJ Style,
Harmonia,
Skaos,
Man Eating Sloth,
Reagan Youth,
Black Sheep,
Fela Kuti,
Electric Prunes,
Theoretical Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Supertramp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Vainqueur,
Maleditus Sound,
Mars,
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