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 Liechtenstein and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Flipper to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Liliput,
Newcleus,
Davy DMX,
Jeff Lynne,
Idris Muhammad,
Archie Shepp,
Aaron Thompson,
Boredoms,
The Smiths,
Symarip,
Gang Green,
Brick,
Arcadia,
The Standells,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Velvet Underground,
Yellowson,
The Monks,
The Fuzztones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Zapp,
Peter & Gordon,
Royal Trux,
Leonard Cohen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Albert Ayler,
Excepter,
Model 500,
Lyres,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Age Steppers,
T.S.O.L.,
Maurizio,
Q and Not U,
John Holt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lakeside,
Radiohead,
Max Romeo,
Chrome,
Mission of Burma,
Johnny Clarke,
Q65,
Rod Modell,
Ultra Naté,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camberwell Now,
Half Japanese,
Sandy B,
The Cramps,
Blossom Toes,
K-Klass,
The Angels of Light,
Quadrant,
Au Pairs,
Michelle Simonal,
Wally Richardson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
L. Decosne,
Alice Coltrane,
Grey Daturas,
Brass Construction,
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