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 Cambodia and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator 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 Can to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Joensuu 1685,
The Happenings,
The Fortunes,
Arab on Radar,
Absolute Body Control,
Scrapy,
Faraquet,
Kayak,
Erykah Badu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Arthur Verocai,
The Kinks,
Todd Terry,
Livin' Joy,
Loose Ends,
JFA,
Sun City Girls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Sonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skriet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nick Fraelich,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marine Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Lindisfarne,
Angry Samoans,
Animal Collective,
Lyres,
Harry Pussy,
Lucky Dragons,
The Cramps,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-102,
Pharoah Sanders,
Essential Logic,
The Black Dice,
Pantytec,
Slick Rick,
Wasted Youth,
Hasil Adkins,
Harmonia,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gories,
ABBA,
Joyce Sims,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bob Dylan,
Al Stewart,
Au Pairs,
Thompson Twins,
Interpol,
X-101,
The American Breed,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.