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 Dominica and from New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ronnie Foster to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Television Personalities,
Sun City Girls,
Lakeside,
Soft Cell,
Zapp,
Wings,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Panda Bear,
Subhumans,
DNA,
Quantec,
OOIOO,
Franke,
L. Decosne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ronan,
Dark Day,
Ken Boothe,
Camberwell Now,
Peter & Gordon,
Max Romeo,
Crispian St. Peters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Victims,
Eurythmics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Average White Band,
DJ Style,
Adolescents,
Minutemen,
The Tremeloes,
Juan Atkins,
Depeche Mode,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Danielle Patucci,
The Invisible,
Marvin Gaye,
Boz Scaggs,
Godley & Creme,
Mission of Burma,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sun Ra,
The Zeros,
Lightning Bolt,
Faraquet,
Smog,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Bar-Kays,
The Evens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Stooges,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang of Four,
Bronski Beat,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.