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 Moldova and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Evens to the grime 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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Erasure,
Jeff Mills,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Smiths,
Warren Ellis,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The New Christs,
The Knickerbockers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Saccharine Trust,
PIL,
Whodini,
Big Daddy Kane,
Arcadia,
T.S.O.L.,
Minny Pops,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flipper,
Rufus Thomas,
Grauzone,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Birthday Party,
the Sonics,
Rosa Yemen,
R.M.O.,
The Cure,
Sandy B,
Max Romeo,
Depeche Mode,
Kaleidoscope,
The Invisible,
Joey Negro,
Skriet,
Shoche,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
Joe Finger,
Loose Ends,
The Dirtbombs,
Jeff Lynne,
Vainqueur,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blake Baxter,
Ituana,
the Slits,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jerry's Kids,
The Monks,
Buzzcocks,
Josef K,
Rakim,
The Searchers,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Detroit Cobras,
Stetsasonic,
Morten Harket,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.