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 Belgium and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
LL Cool J,
James White and The Blacks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The American Breed,
DNA,
The Modern Lovers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Pus,
Zero Boys,
Graham Central Station,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sällskapet,
New Age Steppers,
Funky Four + One,
Crime,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tears for Fears,
Cabaret Voltaire,
EPMD,
Siglo XX,
The Busters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Urselle,
Eve St. Jones,
Jeff Lynne,
the Association,
Todd Terry,
Archie Shepp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tomorrow,
the Normal,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lakeside,
Ken Boothe,
Rapeman,
Eli Mardock,
Roy Ayers,
The Searchers,
Suburban Knight,
The Pretty Things,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Saints,
Dave Gahan,
X-101,
Monolake,
Henry Cow,
The Cowsills,
Public Image Ltd.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
JFA,
Desert Stars,
The Mummies,
Don Cherry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.