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 Korea North and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the rap 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Thompson Twins,
John Coltrane,
Girls At Our Best!,
New Order,
Kenny Larkin,
Graham Central Station,
The Modern Lovers,
Eddi Front,
Derrick Morgan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Sheep,
Isaac Hayes,
Moss Icon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Monolake,
Tears for Fears,
Minnie Riperton,
FM Einheit,
Joyce Sims,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
PIL,
the Slits,
Anakelly,
The Invisible,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joensuu 1685,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Stooges,
Eurythmics,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Faraquet,
Chris Corsano,
the Association,
Dark Day,
Whodini,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
kango's stein massive,
Patti Smith,
Erasure,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wolf Eyes,
Ludus,
Aswad,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Offenders,
Camouflage,
Skaos,
Grey Daturas,
Spoonie Gee,
8 Eyed Spy,
JFA,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Judy Mowatt,
David McCallum,
Negative Approach,
Blake Baxter,
Subhumans,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.