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 Nigeria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Harry Pussy to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Toni Rubio,
MC5,
Ronan,
Saccharine Trust,
Das Ding,
Radio Birdman,
cv313,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Monolake,
X-Ray Spex,
Neu!,
Agitation Free,
Little Man,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Monks,
the Human League,
Joe Finger,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alison Limerick,
The Human League,
The Standells,
CMW,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Franke,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Doors,
the Swans,
Bush Tetras,
Moby Grape,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Janne Schatter,
John Cale,
Matthew Halsall,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joensuu 1685,
Depeche Mode,
The Misunderstood,
Black Moon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Second Layer,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pantytec,
Leonard Cohen,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Index,
Nik Kershaw,
Joy Division,
Marine Girls,
the Normal,
The Cowsills,
kango's stein massive,
Livin' Joy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
This Heat,
Royal Trux,
Wasted Youth,
Todd Rundgren,
Todd Terry,
Swans,
Althea and Donna,
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