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 Venezuela and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
MDC,
Heaven 17,
Barrington Levy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Don Cherry,
Roxette,
Junior Murvin,
Bobby Byrd,
Skaos,
Althea and Donna,
Lower 48,
The Techniques,
Chris Corsano,
Marmalade,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ohio Players,
Mary Jane Girls,
Terry Callier,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Spandau Ballet,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dual Sessions,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Wyatt,
The Move,
The Real Kids,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barbara Tucker,
Masters at Work,
Sugar Minott,
Michelle Simonal,
Visage,
Eric B and Rakim,
Prince Buster,
AZ,
Hashim,
The Electric Prunes,
Severed Heads,
Bluetip,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
ABBA,
Todd Terry,
Qualms,
H. Thieme,
The Smoke,
Cybotron,
Nik Kershaw,
Interpol,
Porter Ricks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Skarface,
Shoche,
Eden Ahbez,
Depeche Mode,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neil Young,
The Blackbyrds,
World's Most,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.