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 Finland and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin 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 Crispian St. Peters to the funk 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Au Pairs,
Morten Harket,
Swans,
Das Ding,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The J.B.'s,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Outsiders,
Neu!,
The Standells,
Colin Newman,
The Last Poets,
Porter Ricks,
Malaria!,
X-Ray Spex,
Blake Baxter,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Juan Atkins,
Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
In Retrospect,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yaz,
Pylon,
Aaron Thompson,
Dead Boys,
Agent Orange,
Ohio Players,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sam Rivers,
John Lydon,
The Dirtbombs,
E-Dancer,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mr. Review,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Angels of Light,
Groovy Waters,
David Bowie,
Second Layer,
The Sonics,
Nas,
The Golliwogs,
The Black Dice,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boredoms,
Donny Hathaway,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bill Wells,
Prince Buster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Carl Craig,
Barry Ungar,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flash Fearless,
Reuben Wilson,
Marc Almond,
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