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 Cameroon and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba 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 Moebius to the crunk 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Masters at Work,
Delta 5,
The Modern Lovers,
Nick Fraelich,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tom Boy,
Alton Ellis,
China Crisis,
Thee Headcoats,
Motorama,
Sister Nancy,
The Grass Roots,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oneida,
Ludus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Colin Newman,
Second Layer,
The Wake,
Erykah Badu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
New Order,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Sheep,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mr. Review,
The Gun Club,
Jacob Miller,
Dave Gahan,
MDC,
Dual Sessions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tim Buckley,
The Flesh Eaters,
PIL,
June Days,
Blake Baxter,
Kerri Chandler,
The Blackbyrds,
the Soft Cell,
Main Source,
These Immortal Souls,
Donald Byrd,
Desert Stars,
Kas Product,
Adolescents,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Flag,
Wings,
Procol Harum,
Outsiders,
Archie Shepp,
DJ Style,
The Five Americans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barrington Levy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Intrusion,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Smoke,
Gang Starr,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.