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 Malta and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Bush Tetras to the jazz 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Can,
The United States of America,
Tears for Fears,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pere Ubu,
the Germs,
Cymande,
Gichy Dan,
Suburban Knight,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül II,
Godley & Creme,
Whodini,
Mark Hollis,
the Slits,
Stockholm Monsters,
Morten Harket,
Swell Maps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacob Miller,
Black Pus,
Agent Orange,
In Retrospect,
The Monochrome Set,
Aswad,
Albert Ayler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Alarm Clocks,
Severed Heads,
Erykah Badu,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mad Mike,
The Tremeloes,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Coltrane,
The Fire Engines,
Ituana,
Nils Olav,
The Standells,
Leonard Cohen,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dead Boys,
Cameo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fall,
Duran Duran,
The Pretty Things,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sparks,
Pantytec,
Pantaleimon,
The Moody Blues,
Janne Schatter,
Black Moon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marine Girls,
Nik Kershaw,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marc Almond,
Neu!,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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