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 Nepal and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord 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 Hoover to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Blancmange,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
James White and The Blacks,
Toni Rubio,
New Age Steppers,
Bill Wells,
New Order,
Swans,
Wolf Eyes,
The Angels of Light,
Hasil Adkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eden Ahbez,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cluster,
Essential Logic,
Hardrive,
Pantytec,
The Mummies,
Basic Channel,
OOIOO,
Man Parrish,
Dorothy Ashby,
Boogie Down Productions,
T. Rex,
Zero Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Star Department,
Eve St. Jones,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nas,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Adolescents,
Derrick Morgan,
Quadrant,
Minutemen,
B.T. Express,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minny Pops,
One Last Wish,
Neu!,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nik Kershaw,
Skaos,
The Gladiators,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare,
Idris Muhammad,
Kaleidoscope,
The Knickerbockers,
Harmonia,
Reuben Wilson,
The Stooges,
Terry Callier,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.