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 Denmark and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Grauzone to the grunge 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fire Engines,
Adolescents,
The Grass Roots,
Kurtis Blow,
The Blues Magoos,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Dave Clark Five,
Panda Bear,
Brothers Johnson,
The Star Department,
The J.B.'s,
The Real Kids,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Swans,
Ponytail,
Scrapy,
Tim Buckley,
Yaz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barbara Tucker,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Victims,
Monolake,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rosa Yemen,
Ornette Coleman,
The Saints,
The Gap Band,
Stetsasonic,
Loose Ends,
Symarip,
Barry Ungar,
Amon Düül,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Funky Four + One,
The Slits,
The Pop Group,
Pantytec,
Minor Threat,
Masters at Work,
Soul II Soul,
The Dead C,
a-ha,
Bronski Beat,
Don Cherry,
Zero Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
Eric Copeland,
Minutemen,
Susan Cadogan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chrome,
Marc Almond,
Little Man,
Jawbox,
Eddi Front,
Nico,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.