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 Andorra and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar 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 Wire 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
The Flesh Eaters,
10cc,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Warsaw,
Bauhaus,
Robert Görl,
Interpol,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sixth Finger,
Amazonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Teasers,
Amon Düül,
Byron Stingily,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
UT,
Eric Dolphy,
Marc Almond,
H. Thieme,
The Blackbyrds,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kaleidoscope,
Yaz,
Ituana,
Tomorrow,
Swans,
The Names,
Heaven 17,
Rod Modell,
Minny Pops,
Jawbox,
EPMD,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scientists,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Count Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pole,
Outsiders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Magma,
Wally Richardson,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Neil Young,
Joensuu 1685,
Throbbing Gristle,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eve St. Jones,
The Toasters,
Cybotron,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Modern Lovers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fall,
Godley & Creme,
Flipper,
Buzzcocks,
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