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 Georgia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Basic Channel to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blossom Toes,
Erasure,
Rotary Connection,
Easy Going,
Chrome,
Deepchord,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eden Ahbez,
Arcadia,
Eve St. Jones,
Vladislav Delay,
Monks,
Johnny Clarke,
MC5,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Connie Case,
Mission of Burma,
Neu!,
Nils Olav,
Morten Harket,
Pere Ubu,
Swell Maps,
Public Enemy,
the Human League,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Last Poets,
The Gladiators,
Young Marble Giants,
Juan Atkins,
Tom Boy,
The Move,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Moss Icon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bobbi Humphrey,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare,
Anthony Braxton,
The Toasters,
Dennis Brown,
The Fuzztones,
Lindisfarne,
Boredoms,
Sandy B,
Robert Görl,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Cale,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
Danielle Patucci,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Schoolly D,
Nirvana,
Sister Nancy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dark Day,
Wings,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mr. Review,
Guru Guru,
Wally Richardson,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.