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 South Africa and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Michael McDonald 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 Niagra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
The Blackbyrds,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Second Layer,
Popol Vuh,
Easy Going,
Danielle Patucci,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Human League,
The Names,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mandrill,
Moebius,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Saccharine Trust,
Blossom Toes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Simply Red,
Roxy Music,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cure,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ossler,
The Pop Group,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Buzzcocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Misunderstood,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joensuu 1685,
Juan Atkins,
OOIOO,
E-Dancer,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
EPMD,
Terry Callier,
Rufus Thomas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Man Eating Sloth,
Hardrive,
Joy Division,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tom Boy,
Soft Cell,
Silicon Teens,
Monks,
Clear Light,
Japan,
Alphaville,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Porter Ricks,
PIL,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.