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 Israel and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Quantec,
Joe Finger,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Misunderstood,
Qualms,
Lower 48,
Rod Modell,
Matthew Halsall,
Alphaville,
Sister Nancy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mission of Burma,
B.T. Express,
OOIOO,
Gang of Four,
Lakeside,
Funkadelic,
Darondo,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Litter,
ABBA,
The Doobie Brothers,
Thompson Twins,
Deadbeat,
Cluster,
Skriet,
The Zeros,
David Bowie,
Sällskapet,
Average White Band,
Ken Boothe,
AZ,
The Associates,
Piero Umiliani,
The Saints,
the Association,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flash Fearless,
Kurtis Blow,
Robert Hood,
Chris Corsano,
Khruangbin,
Eric Dolphy,
R.M.O.,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The J.B.'s,
Roy Ayers,
Fatback Band,
Visage,
Main Source,
a-ha,
Sight & Sound,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fugs,
Marshall Jefferson,
48th St. Collective,
A Certain Ratio,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.