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 Dominica and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar 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 Pantaleimon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Heaven 17,
Agitation Free,
The Electric Prunes,
Ituana,
the Human League,
Japan,
Bobby Byrd,
T.S.O.L.,
The Young Rascals,
Sight & Sound,
Alison Limerick,
Soul II Soul,
The Slits,
Lindisfarne,
Monolake,
Marmalade,
The Skatalites,
Byron Stingily,
Masters at Work,
Harmonia,
Michelle Simonal,
Henry Cow,
Scientists,
Silicon Teens,
E-Dancer,
Deepchord,
Nirvana,
Fatback Band,
Joe Smooth,
James White and The Blacks,
Arthur Verocai,
The Angels of Light,
Mary Jane Girls,
Depeche Mode,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Alice Coltrane,
Mad Mike,
ABBA,
The Vogues,
Black Flag,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Swell Maps,
The Stooges,
The Remains,
The American Breed,
The Pretty Things,
Fela Kuti,
Fad Gadget,
Joe Finger,
Sexual Harrassment,
Parry Music,
X-102,
F. McDonald,
Letta Mbulu,
Icehouse,
The Standells,
Unrelated Segments,
Erykah Badu,
Neu!,
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