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 Bahrain and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
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 theremin 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Chrome,
New Order,
Subhumans,
Audionom,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Litter,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
L. Decosne,
Barry Ungar,
The Gap Band,
Quadrant,
Skaos,
Lindisfarne,
Public Enemy,
The Leaves,
Shuggie Otis,
Mad Mike,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Cure,
Little Man,
Heaven 17,
The Fortunes,
John Coltrane,
Mark Hollis,
The Neon Judgement,
Erasure,
Neu!,
Unwound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Groovy Waters,
The Grass Roots,
Kenny Larkin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cybotron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
James White and The Blacks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rapeman,
Yaz,
Letta Mbulu,
Rotary Connection,
Arcadia,
Kas Product,
John Lydon,
Ituana,
Q65,
Popol Vuh,
Marvin Gaye,
Lower 48,
Agitation Free,
Gichy Dan,
Alison Limerick,
Suburban Knight,
Essential Logic,
Sparks,
Danielle Patucci,
The Young Rascals,
Harmonia,
The Pop Group,
X-Ray Spex,
The Count Five,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.