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 Ivory Coast and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Sixth Finger to the disco 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Schoolly D,
Al Stewart,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tubeway Army,
Moebius,
Qualms,
The Sonics,
Silicon Teens,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Quadrant,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Hill,
Bill Wells,
Black Moon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Arcadia,
Godley & Creme,
Skaos,
Jawbox,
Deepchord,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Smiths,
Grauzone,
Rites of Spring,
Agent Orange,
Cymande,
June of 44,
Scrapy,
Desert Stars,
Laurel Aitken,
Delta 5,
Charles Mingus,
Mantronix,
Tom Boy,
The Index,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sun Ra,
The Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lalann,
Yazoo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soft Cell,
Ronnie Foster,
Marine Girls,
the Soft Cell,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Flesh Eaters,
Trumans Water,
Fela Kuti,
Gichy Dan,
Soulsonic Force,
D'Angelo,
KRS-One,
Duran Duran,
Jerry's Kids,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.