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 Kiribati and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Vogues to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Zeros,
Jimmy McGriff,
Heaven 17,
Don Cherry,
Inner City,
X-Ray Spex,
Ituana,
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
KRS-One,
Smog,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tommy Roe,
The Real Kids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roxy Music,
A Certain Ratio,
The Skatalites,
The Black Dice,
Monks,
Alton Ellis,
JFA,
B.T. Express,
Desert Stars,
Joe Smooth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Michelle Simonal,
Model 500,
The Walker Brothers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric Dolphy,
Morten Harket,
Motorama,
The Golliwogs,
David Axelrod,
Livin' Joy,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonny Sharrock,
T. Rex,
John Lydon,
Minor Threat,
Crash Course in Science,
Warsaw,
Metal Thangz,
Tears for Fears,
CMW,
Funky Four + One,
Davy DMX,
Juan Atkins,
Severed Heads,
Oblivians,
Radio Birdman,
F. McDonald,
The Cure,
Loose Ends,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABBA,
Lalann,
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