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 Qatar and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 This Heat to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Slave,
Main Source,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gap Band,
The Music Machine,
Eric Copeland,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DNA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scott Walker,
Lightning Bolt,
Y Pants,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Reed,
Rod Modell,
Pantytec,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Skriet,
The Slits,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tim Buckley,
Tres Demented,
Flipper,
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Modern Lovers,
KRS-One,
Joe Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Trojans,
The Cure,
the Association,
Dennis Brown,
the Germs,
Tom Boy,
DJ Style,
Ken Boothe,
Shuggie Otis,
Tears for Fears,
Darondo,
Skarface,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eyeless In Gaza,
cv313,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Thompson Twins,
The Litter,
The Last Poets,
Blake Baxter,
Joy Division,
Magma,
Hot Snakes,
Newcleus,
China Crisis,
Suicide,
The Martian,
Kevin Saunderson,
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