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 Australia and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Sisters of Mercy to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Jacob Miller,
Freddie Wadling,
The Index,
Lyres,
Kool Moe Dee,
Severed Heads,
The Motions,
Arcadia,
Agent Orange,
Outsiders,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tom Boy,
Arthur Verocai,
Robert Görl,
Hashim,
Yellowson,
Kerri Chandler,
the Fania All-Stars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Glambeats Corp.,
David Axelrod,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Womack,
Whodini,
The Star Department,
Black Flag,
Chris Corsano,
Ronnie Foster,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sixth Finger,
June Days,
Unrelated Segments,
Maurizio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Steve Hackett,
Albert Ayler,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funkadelic,
Pierre Henry,
One Last Wish,
Pussy Galore,
Pole,
Isaac Hayes,
Sugar Minott,
PIL,
The Durutti Column,
Faust,
The Dave Clark Five,
Supertramp,
Cecil Taylor,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jandek,
Jesper Dahlback,
James White and The Blacks,
Agitation Free,
The Sonics,
Fluxion,
Interpol,
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