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 Uzbekistan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Donald Byrd,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Urselle,
Banda Bassotti,
Eden Ahbez,
Juan Atkins,
Marc Almond,
D'Angelo,
Swans,
Lou Christie,
Au Pairs,
Crooked Eye,
Deadbeat,
Chris & Cosey,
Nirvana,
the Slits,
Arcadia,
Chrome,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Swans,
Desert Stars,
Maurizio,
Faraquet,
Boredoms,
Gong,
The Move,
B.T. Express,
Dennis Brown,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Vogues,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Freddie Wadling,
8 Eyed Spy,
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hasil Adkins,
Lakeside,
Man Parrish,
Country Teasers,
Ultra Naté,
Suicide,
Eurythmics,
Boz Scaggs,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cowsills,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
AZ,
The Skatalites,
Average White Band,
Ronan,
The Sonics,
Model 500,
One Last Wish,
Unrelated Segments,
Max Romeo,
Ornette Coleman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.