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 Iceland and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Carl Craig to the electroclash 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Groovy Waters,
Aswad,
Quadrant,
ABC,
Soul II Soul,
Blake Baxter,
Rakim,
The Fuzztones,
Minutemen,
Idris Muhammad,
Chrome,
Blancmange,
Rapeman,
The Victims,
Ohio Players,
Tubeway Army,
Crash Course in Science,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Neon Judgement,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Move,
Cal Tjader,
Youth Brigade,
Sight & Sound,
Franke,
Vladislav Delay,
Vainqueur,
Black Bananas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fat Boys,
Minny Pops,
Reuben Wilson,
Funky Four + One,
the Swans,
Rufus Thomas,
Procol Harum,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Unwound,
Joe Finger,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yellowson,
Swans,
Eric Copeland,
Tears for Fears,
Crime,
The Knickerbockers,
Skarface,
Boz Scaggs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Modern Lovers,
Stetsasonic,
The Kinks,
Shoche,
Flash Fearless,
Mark Hollis,
DJ Style,
Thompson Twins,
The Moleskins,
The Vogues,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.