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 Ecuador and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 MC5 to the disco 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T. Rex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Negative Approach,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erasure,
Can,
Idris Muhammad,
Fat Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Yusef Lateef,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terry Callier,
Gong,
The Monks,
X-101,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hardrive,
Ten City,
Tommy Roe,
Icehouse,
Bronski Beat,
Patti Smith,
Sixth Finger,
Interpol,
Alison Limerick,
The Fugs,
Subhumans,
Sister Nancy,
Rosa Yemen,
Sexual Harrassment,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cluster,
Bobby Byrd,
Unwound,
Khruangbin,
The Martian,
John Foxx,
The Smiths,
The Sound,
The Searchers,
Deakin,
The Trojans,
Lightning Bolt,
Funky Four + One,
The Slackers,
Stiv Bators,
Essential Logic,
Derrick Morgan,
Leonard Cohen,
Nirvana,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bauhaus,
L. Decosne,
Black Flag,
Man Parrish,
The Walker Brothers,
Fad Gadget,
Trumans Water,
Quantec,
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