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 Greece and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
ABC,
Erykah Badu,
Ken Boothe,
Laurel Aitken,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Peter & Gordon,
Cameo,
New York Dolls,
The Real Kids,
The Martian,
Roy Ayers,
KRS-One,
Unrelated Segments,
Eli Mardock,
The Fugs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Peter and Kerry,
Sun City Girls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed,
Arab on Radar,
Quadrant,
Aswad,
Half Japanese,
Schoolly D,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lyres,
Ten City,
June of 44,
Glenn Branca,
Amazonics,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cowsills,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aaron Thompson,
Crash Course in Science,
Dennis Brown,
Mad Mike,
Davy DMX,
Anthony Braxton,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Theoretical Girls,
Heaven 17,
Silicon Teens,
Junior Murvin,
Hoover,
Flamin' Groovies,
Agent Orange,
The Leaves,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tim Buckley,
The Gladiators,
Fluxion,
Howard Jones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dave Gahan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sarah Menescal,
Yaz,
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