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 Algeria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Technova to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Todd Terry,
Massinfluence,
The Slits,
Khruangbin,
Main Source,
X-101,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Litter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Michelle Simonal,
Scott Walker,
ABBA,
The Five Americans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vladislav Delay,
Gang Gang Dance,
The New Christs,
Fad Gadget,
Nation of Ulysses,
Angry Samoans,
Intrusion,
Pylon,
PIL,
Byron Stingily,
Matthew Bourne,
the Swans,
Simply Red,
Neu!,
The Residents,
Parry Music,
James White and The Blacks,
The American Breed,
Alice Coltrane,
Schoolly D,
Pierre Henry,
Susan Cadogan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
U.S. Maple,
L. Decosne,
Crime,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Funky Four + One,
Bush Tetras,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quantec,
The Move,
Magma,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Saints,
Eric Dolphy,
MDC,
Lou Reed,
Pantytec,
Ituana,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.