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 Venezuela and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Essential Logic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Sandy B,
Gang Green,
MC5,
Glenn Branca,
Al Stewart,
The Smoke,
Sister Nancy,
Fela Kuti,
Reuben Wilson,
Black Flag,
Charles Mingus,
PIL,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
A Certain Ratio,
Matthew Halsall,
Mad Mike,
Wolf Eyes,
The Barracudas,
The Monks,
ABBA,
Ponytail,
Minny Pops,
The Fuzztones,
Joyce Sims,
Kerri Chandler,
John Cale,
The Residents,
Arcadia,
Yazoo,
Eli Mardock,
Sex Pistols,
Rod Modell,
The Associates,
The Happenings,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Slits,
Carl Craig,
Loose Ends,
Donny Hathaway,
Connie Case,
Kas Product,
the Bar-Kays,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Funky Four + One,
The Buckinghams,
The Dead C,
Sixth Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
The Grass Roots,
Junior Murvin,
Soulsonic Force,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Human League,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alice Coltrane,
Massinfluence,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
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