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 Bangladesh and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Guru Guru to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
The Wake,
OOIOO,
Quantec,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grey Daturas,
Section 25,
Gang of Four,
Brothers Johnson,
The Real Kids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mandrill,
Ronan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Echospace,
Radiohead,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skarface,
Motorama,
The Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column,
Minutemen,
ABBA,
Tim Buckley,
Nils Olav,
Youth Brigade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Associates,
Alison Limerick,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
DJ Sneak,
Sister Nancy,
cv313,
The Human League,
Peter and Kerry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Raincoats,
The Pop Group,
Joy Division,
Fugazi,
Gichy Dan,
Wire,
R.M.O.,
Cameo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Basic Channel,
Ohio Players,
the Normal,
Byron Stingily,
Maurizio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marmalade,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
JFA,
Arcadia,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scan 7,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.