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 Australia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Blossom Toes to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Reed,
Fela Kuti,
Popol Vuh,
Whodini,
Prince Buster,
The Durutti Column,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joyce Sims,
The Motions,
Tears for Fears,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Masters at Work,
The Slits,
Sam Rivers,
Sister Nancy,
In Retrospect,
Arcadia,
Byron Stingily,
Main Source,
World's Most,
The Cramps,
Big Daddy Kane,
Trumans Water,
Easy Going,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
JFA,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Brothers Johnson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tomorrow,
The Busters,
Swans,
Piero Umiliani,
Eurythmics,
Q and Not U,
MDC,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Josef K,
Moebius,
Gang Green,
John Holt,
The New Christs,
James White and The Blacks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Underground Resistance,
Mary Jane Girls,
Colin Newman,
Schoolly D,
R.M.O.,
Bluetip,
Robert Hood,
Erasure,
Ponytail,
Section 25,
Cecil Taylor,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Donald Byrd,
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