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 Suriname and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wasted Youth to the electroclash 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Warren Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
La Düsseldorf,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jerry's Kids,
Schoolly D,
The Motions,
Harmonia,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kerri Chandler,
Reuben Wilson,
Pulsallama,
Piero Umiliani,
Spandau Ballet,
Absolute Body Control,
U.S. Maple,
Pole,
John Cale,
Excepter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Faraquet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Masters at Work,
Audionom,
Half Japanese,
DJ Style,
Sixth Finger,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Newcleus,
Silicon Teens,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Flesh Eaters,
Quando Quango,
Lakeside,
Supertramp,
Alison Limerick,
Main Source,
Pantaleimon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Max Romeo,
The Moody Blues,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gories,
Sight & Sound,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Metal Thangz,
F. McDonald,
Altered Images,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Heaven 17,
Malaria!,
Funkadelic,
The Fugs,
Popol Vuh,
The Litter,
Soul II Soul,
The Victims,
New Order,
KRS-One,
Gang Starr,
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