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 Kuwait and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Aloha Tigers to the grunge 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Mars,
Negative Approach,
Qualms,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cecil Taylor,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Terry Callier,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aaron Thompson,
the Germs,
DJ Sneak,
The Seeds,
Lou Christie,
Yellowson,
The Monochrome Set,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boredoms,
Jacques Brel,
Porter Ricks,
Lakeside,
Sarah Menescal,
Ice-T,
Bronski Beat,
Black Moon,
Moss Icon,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scion,
Nico,
A Certain Ratio,
Model 500,
Traffic Nightmare,
John Coltrane,
X-102,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Dave Clark Five,
Amon Düül,
Black Flag,
Magma,
The Human League,
The Raincoats,
UT,
EPMD,
Mantronix,
Gang Starr,
L. Decosne,
Moebius,
Dual Sessions,
Stiv Bators,
Inner City,
Blancmange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Loose Ends,
the Slits,
Reuben Wilson,
Second Layer,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
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