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 Montenegro and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Black Bananas to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Technova,
Absolute Body Control,
Brass Construction,
MDC,
The Fuzztones,
Ultra Naté,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cowsills,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tim Buckley,
The Fortunes,
Pulsallama,
The Techniques,
The Gun Club,
Scott Walker,
Rod Modell,
FM Einheit,
Sister Nancy,
Kurtis Blow,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Neon Judgement,
Mo-Dettes,
The Monochrome Set,
Ludus,
Oblivians,
Flipper,
Mark Hollis,
Bobby Womack,
Crispian St. Peters,
Von Mondo,
X-101,
JFA,
Sound Behaviour,
China Crisis,
The Red Krayola,
Hoover,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gichy Dan,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Inner City,
Urselle,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Sonics,
Mars,
The Grass Roots,
Liliput,
Scan 7,
Negative Approach,
Nils Olav,
Ronan,
Ituana,
Pantaleimon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nico,
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