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 Bhutan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Knickerbockers to the punk 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Hasil Adkins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
10cc,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minny Pops,
Chrome,
Angry Samoans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Finger,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Peter & Gordon,
Thompson Twins,
Au Pairs,
Moss Icon,
PIL,
Young Marble Giants,
Lower 48,
Albert Ayler,
Pagans,
Cymande,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Inner City,
Cluster,
Depeche Mode,
Youth Brigade,
Monks,
Hot Snakes,
Graham Central Station,
Country Teasers,
The Standells,
Scion,
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Bananas,
Siglo XX,
Junior Murvin,
The Gladiators,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Altered Images,
Circle Jerks,
Amazonics,
The Smiths,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
Monolake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Freddie Wadling,
Michelle Simonal,
Isaac Hayes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roxy Music,
Dorothy Ashby,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Chris Corsano,
Patti Smith,
The Residents,
Harpers Bizarre,
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