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 Jordan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Dirtbombs to the rap 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Soulsonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
Wire,
Bizarre Inc.,
Main Source,
One Last Wish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
JFA,
X-Ray Spex,
E-Dancer,
Shoche,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Letta Mbulu,
The Smoke,
Niagra,
Man Parrish,
Basic Channel,
The American Breed,
Thompson Twins,
Heaven 17,
Josef K,
Skaos,
Jerry's Kids,
B.T. Express,
Rufus Thomas,
Gabor Szabo,
Chris Corsano,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Leaves,
World's Most,
Minnie Riperton,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Spoonie Gee,
Ice-T,
Bootsy Collins,
Dual Sessions,
Metal Thangz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Althea and Donna,
Matthew Halsall,
Monolake,
Scientists,
Circle Jerks,
Vainqueur,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camberwell Now,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Technova,
Shuggie Otis,
Gong,
Sixth Finger,
Albert Ayler,
The Beau Brummels,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eve St. Jones,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.