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 Mexico and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Happenings to the techno 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Eric Copeland,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tropical Tobacco,
Black Flag,
Jerry's Kids,
Ronan,
Davy DMX,
The American Breed,
the Association,
The Doobie Brothers,
JFA,
Alton Ellis,
The Residents,
Minutemen,
Mars,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Delta 5,
Skaos,
Leonard Cohen,
Ornette Coleman,
The Human League,
The Real Kids,
Oneida,
Derrick Morgan,
Inner City,
Jawbox,
Fatback Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fugs,
Neu!,
World's Most,
Average White Band,
H. Thieme,
Circle Jerks,
Hot Snakes,
Cybotron,
Brothers Johnson,
Fat Boys,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Raincoats,
Peter and Kerry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Young Rascals,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fall,
In Retrospect,
ABBA,
Outsiders,
Cecil Taylor,
The Saints,
Los Fastidios,
Minor Threat,
Duran Duran,
Matthew Bourne,
Fad Gadget,
Franke,
Mission of Burma,
Negative Approach,
The Wake,
Kas Product,
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