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 Tajikistan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rotary Connection to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nation of Ulysses,
Andrew Hill,
Siglo XX,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Normal,
Robert Hood,
Half Japanese,
Harry Pussy,
The Cure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T.S.O.L.,
Quando Quango,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neu!,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ronnie Foster,
Radiohead,
The Sound,
The Gap Band,
Supertramp,
Ice-T,
LL Cool J,
Chris Corsano,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Funky Four + One,
Jimmy McGriff,
Theoretical Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gong,
Archie Shepp,
The Leaves,
Alison Limerick,
New Age Steppers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Parry Music,
Loose Ends,
Symarip,
The Real Kids,
The Neon Judgement,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Five Americans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pulsallama,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pere Ubu,
Scan 7,
Index,
Joy Division,
Q65,
Joey Negro,
Bill Near,
Althea and Donna,
Soft Cell,
Deakin,
Bob Dylan,
Easy Going,
Frankie Knuckles,
Junior Murvin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Danielle Patucci,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.