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 Cameroon and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Patti Smith,
Livin' Joy,
The Red Krayola,
Bill Wells,
Zapp,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Monolake,
Yellowson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Babytalk,
Suicide,
Moss Icon,
Khruangbin,
The Tremeloes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Offenders,
The Blues Magoos,
Janne Schatter,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric Copeland,
The Techniques,
X-101,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul II Soul,
Thee Headcoats,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dawn Penn,
Shuggie Otis,
Spandau Ballet,
Y Pants,
EPMD,
David Bowie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Popol Vuh,
Kayak,
Gil Scott Heron,
UT,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gladiators,
Skarface,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Adolescents,
Theoretical Girls,
The Standells,
Accadde A,
Blancmange,
Bizarre Inc.,
Easy Going,
Toni Rubio,
The Shadows of Knight,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Magazine,
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