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 Turkmenistan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 AZ to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Absolute Body Control,
Loose Ends,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
This Heat,
Hardrive,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
T. Rex,
Brick,
David Bowie,
ABBA,
MDC,
Funky Four + One,
Pylon,
Rufus Thomas,
Blancmange,
Harry Pussy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Robert Hood,
Erasure,
The Litter,
Nils Olav,
Adolescents,
Rapeman,
FM Einheit,
Joe Finger,
Cheater Slicks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
In Retrospect,
Supertramp,
Minnie Riperton,
Guru Guru,
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amon Düül II,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fugazi,
Groovy Waters,
JFA,
Sugar Minott,
Q and Not U,
Young Marble Giants,
New Age Steppers,
Fat Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
Colin Newman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donny Hathaway,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Basic Channel,
Sandy B,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
R.M.O.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Monks,
Soft Cell,
Thee Headcoats,
Little Man,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Moebius,
Grey Daturas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
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