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 Tunisia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Black Dice to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Soulsonic Force,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Count Five,
Joe Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ituana,
Index,
Mantronix,
La Düsseldorf,
OOIOO,
Circle Jerks,
The Grass Roots,
Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
Duran Duran,
Japan,
The Searchers,
Steve Hackett,
Jimmy McGriff,
Panda Bear,
Nas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Holt,
Sexual Harrassment,
Public Enemy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fire Engines,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ken Boothe,
Babytalk,
Negative Approach,
Infiniti,
Hot Snakes,
Swell Maps,
Robert Wyatt,
Nick Fraelich,
Iggy Pop,
Rapeman,
Saccharine Trust,
Tres Demented,
Black Pus,
The Busters,
Organ,
Rosa Yemen,
Judy Mowatt,
Chris Corsano,
Zapp,
Royal Trux,
Hardrive,
The Evens,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Easy Going,
Bang On A Can,
The American Breed,
Scientists,
Accadde A,
ABBA,
Sunsets and Hearts,
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