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 Egypt and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Suicide to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Pop Group,
Fela Kuti,
Rekid,
The Moleskins,
Kerrie Biddell,
These Immortal Souls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Andrew Hill,
X-Ray Spex,
Maurizio,
Camberwell Now,
Rosa Yemen,
The Velvet Underground,
Television,
Tropical Tobacco,
Thompson Twins,
R.M.O.,
A Certain Ratio,
In Retrospect,
Monolake,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
KRS-One,
Cecil Taylor,
Nick Fraelich,
Judy Mowatt,
Iggy Pop,
The Mummies,
Lou Christie,
John Coltrane,
Average White Band,
Roxy Music,
Scion,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fortunes,
OOIOO,
Roger Hodgson,
Ludus,
The United States of America,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Au Pairs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Brick,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Victims,
Pere Ubu,
The Star Department,
The Doors,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fatback Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jacques Brel,
UT,
Neu!,
Moss Icon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hashim,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mojo Men,
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