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 Barbados and from Jakarta.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Doobie Brothers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Arcadia,
Vladislav Delay,
Subhumans,
Fluxion,
The Move,
Barclay James Harvest,
Von Mondo,
Organ,
Sound Behaviour,
Scratch Acid,
Glambeats Corp.,
Visage,
Echospace,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wally Richardson,
The Kinks,
The Litter,
Deepchord,
The Motions,
The Fall,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Happenings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wasted Youth,
H. Thieme,
Panda Bear,
The Beau Brummels,
Josef K,
Bobby Byrd,
Ossler,
10cc,
Blancmange,
Supertramp,
Neil Young,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joyce Sims,
Cymande,
Warsaw,
Nik Kershaw,
Lee Hazlewood,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang Green,
the Normal,
Deakin,
Q and Not U,
Bill Wells,
Peter and Kerry,
Au Pairs,
Don Cherry,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Starr,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Neon Judgement,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Leaves,
Alison Limerick,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.