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 Vietnam and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Funkadelic to the dance 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Groovy Waters,
Masters at Work,
Babytalk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gang of Four,
Soft Cell,
Camberwell Now,
Funky Four + One,
The Stooges,
The United States of America,
Lower 48,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Smog,
Albert Ayler,
The J.B.'s,
Graham Central Station,
The Golliwogs,
The Gladiators,
Marvin Gaye,
Cameo,
Mad Mike,
F. McDonald,
The Monochrome Set,
Donny Hathaway,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dorothy Ashby,
John Holt,
Eurythmics,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Loose Ends,
Alice Coltrane,
The Music Machine,
These Immortal Souls,
Fela Kuti,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eric Copeland,
Angry Samoans,
Lalann,
Crispian St. Peters,
Blossom Toes,
Agent Orange,
The Beau Brummels,
Pantytec,
T. Rex,
Neil Young,
Wally Richardson,
Zapp,
Chrome,
Massinfluence,
Ituana,
Byron Stingily,
Prince Buster,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.