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 Japan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Brass Construction to the disco 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
The Busters,
The Dead C,
Dark Day,
Man Eating Sloth,
Delta 5,
Wire,
Chris Corsano,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Accadde A,
The Slits,
Simply Red,
David Axelrod,
Crash Course in Science,
U.S. Maple,
Khruangbin,
Excepter,
Los Fastidios,
Cameo,
AZ,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cybotron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gichy Dan,
Todd Rundgren,
Roxy Music,
Scientists,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pulsallama,
Nick Fraelich,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Iggy Pop,
Skaos,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Interpol,
OOIOO,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Victims,
The J.B.'s,
New York Dolls,
John Holt,
Sister Nancy,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Stooges,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eve St. Jones,
Unwound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swans,
Kerri Chandler,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Shuggie Otis,
The Vogues,
Eric B and Rakim,
Don Cherry,
The Moody Blues,
Bush Tetras,
Freddie Wadling,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.