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 Iceland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Second Layer to the grime 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Ronan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roxy Music,
The Searchers,
The Five Americans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pole,
Eden Ahbez,
Ponytail,
The Index,
Chris & Cosey,
New York Dolls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Hood,
Mo-Dettes,
Connie Case,
Eurythmics,
Essential Logic,
Scientists,
Make Up,
Shoche,
Absolute Body Control,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeff Lynne,
Lalann,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fluxion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Reagan Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joy Division,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Soft Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Flag,
X-102,
Spoonie Gee,
Skarface,
La Düsseldorf,
This Heat,
The Grass Roots,
the Normal,
John Lydon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Chris Corsano,
Lee Hazlewood,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Görl,
The Beau Brummels,
Neu!,
Adolescents,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Echospace,
Skaos,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
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