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 Laos and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the funk 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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
The Toasters,
Black Pus,
LL Cool J,
Lungfish,
Stereo Dub,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gun Club,
Kool Moe Dee,
U.S. Maple,
Au Pairs,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Black Dice,
Quando Quango,
Dual Sessions,
Albert Ayler,
Swans,
Terry Callier,
H. Thieme,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tommy Roe,
The Real Kids,
Chris & Cosey,
Minnie Riperton,
FM Einheit,
Morten Harket,
Franke,
The Pop Group,
Ohio Players,
Harmonia,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Saints,
the Normal,
Tom Boy,
T. Rex,
Procol Harum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Half Japanese,
Gang Starr,
L. Decosne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Raincoats,
Grauzone,
Wally Richardson,
Maleditus Sound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Slick Rick,
The Residents,
Bush Tetras,
Joensuu 1685,
Joy Division,
Radiohead,
Bob Dylan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eddi Front,
Prince Buster,
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