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 New Zealand and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Johnny Osbourne to the dance 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Tres Demented,
The Electric Prunes,
Cal Tjader,
Scan 7,
The Alarm Clocks,
Black Bananas,
Simply Red,
Angry Samoans,
Black Pus,
Amon Düül,
Max Romeo,
Ornette Coleman,
The Red Krayola,
The Music Machine,
Marine Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Hashim,
The Searchers,
Rites of Spring,
Siglo XX,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Warsaw,
Hoover,
Funky Four + One,
Mary Jane Girls,
10cc,
Soft Machine,
Von Mondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blues Magoos,
Marmalade,
cv313,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scratch Acid,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Delta 5,
Black Moon,
Crime,
Schoolly D,
Soulsonic Force,
Cluster,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
kango's stein massive,
B.T. Express,
Banda Bassotti,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
Warren Ellis,
a-ha,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kaleidoscope,
Robert Hood,
Guru Guru,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed,
Amazonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Basic Channel,
Man Eating Sloth,
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