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 Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Nas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
China Crisis,
The Smoke,
The Cure,
Monolake,
Barry Ungar,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cymande,
The Residents,
Matthew Bourne,
cv313,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker,
The Busters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ossler,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yazoo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Joensuu 1685,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
Roy Ayers,
Tom Boy,
The Leaves,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kas Product,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nico,
The Sonics,
Eric Copeland,
Suicide,
Jandek,
The Dead C,
Circle Jerks,
Sonic Youth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
In Retrospect,
Oblivians,
The Misunderstood,
The Barracudas,
Niagra,
Second Layer,
The Beau Brummels,
Eurythmics,
The Index,
The Gladiators,
Neu!,
Minutemen,
Gabor Szabo,
The Seeds,
Boz Scaggs,
Arcadia,
Excepter,
Duran Duran,
Yaz,
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