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 Slovakia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar 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 X-102 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Icehouse,
Sister Nancy,
Parry Music,
Vainqueur,
Sun Ra,
Crispian St. Peters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Faraquet,
R.M.O.,
The Motions,
Marmalade,
Swans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nico,
Jerry's Kids,
The Red Krayola,
The Cure,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-101,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
CMW,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roy Ayers,
Eden Ahbez,
Dennis Brown,
Brick,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Zero Boys,
The Durutti Column,
The Move,
LL Cool J,
Wasted Youth,
Interpol,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ten City,
Loose Ends,
Gabor Szabo,
Thompson Twins,
The Golliwogs,
Soulsonic Force,
Essential Logic,
kango's stein massive,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Dave Clark Five,
Stiv Bators,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Godley & Creme,
Hoover,
Danielle Patucci,
Anthony Braxton,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scion,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lucky Dragons,
Tears for Fears,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fortunes,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.