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 Cape Verde and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Delta 5 to the electroclash 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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Clear Light,
Mr. Review,
The Beau Brummels,
The Young Rascals,
Visage,
Brothers Johnson,
Tom Boy,
Al Stewart,
Eric Copeland,
Second Layer,
Pere Ubu,
The Five Americans,
Flash Fearless,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grauzone,
Guru Guru,
Aswad,
Eden Ahbez,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
New York Dolls,
Franke,
Alice Coltrane,
Unrelated Segments,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Easy Going,
The Birthday Party,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Masters at Work,
Dead Boys,
Terry Callier,
Bauhaus,
Soft Machine,
the Swans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Warren Ellis,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Monochrome Set,
Trumans Water,
The Happenings,
Hardrive,
Urselle,
a-ha,
Quantec,
Gabor Szabo,
The Pretty Things,
Shuggie Otis,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vladislav Delay,
T. Rex,
Camberwell Now,
Chrome,
Jawbox,
Lindisfarne,
Cybotron,
Television,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
10cc,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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