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 Chad and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb 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 Niagra to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Busters. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mary Jane Girls,
H. Thieme,
Anakelly,
Curtis Mayfield,
New York Dolls,
Skaos,
The Residents,
Todd Terry,
Cybotron,
Outsiders,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
Faraquet,
Lyres,
Erasure,
Byron Stingily,
Theoretical Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Neu!,
Pole,
Q65,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nick Fraelich,
Tommy Roe,
Liliput,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Blackbyrds,
Lucky Dragons,
Royal Trux,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kenny Larkin,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bluetip,
Eric Dolphy,
the Germs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Depeche Mode,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Schoolly D,
Kurtis Blow,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dennis Brown,
Los Fastidios,
Moss Icon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Silicon Teens,
Black Sheep,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cal Tjader,
Laurel Aitken,
The J.B.'s,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Leaves,
Young Marble Giants,
The Vogues,
Angry Samoans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.