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 Costa Rica and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Evens to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Simply Red,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mad Mike,
Matthew Halsall,
Sixth Finger,
Faust,
Unrelated Segments,
Neu!,
Kurtis Blow,
T. Rex,
Cal Tjader,
Toni Rubio,
Albert Ayler,
the Normal,
DNA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tom Boy,
Urselle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Depeche Mode,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ronnie Foster,
Lightning Bolt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Harpers Bizarre,
Panda Bear,
Lucky Dragons,
Rites of Spring,
Yusef Lateef,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Iggy Pop,
Make Up,
Stockholm Monsters,
Drexciya,
Gang Starr,
Japan,
Lalann,
the Bar-Kays,
One Last Wish,
The Last Poets,
Magma,
Anthony Braxton,
Reuben Wilson,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Sherman,
Yazoo,
Bill Near,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sällskapet,
The Sound,
Nirvana,
The Slackers,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
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