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 Philippines and from Accra.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ 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 Ultravox to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Second Layer,
Gang Green,
Symarip,
Porter Ricks,
Sound Behaviour,
The Neon Judgement,
Sarah Menescal,
Motorama,
Gong,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Gang Dance,
Blake Baxter,
Todd Rundgren,
Ice-T,
The Knickerbockers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
48th St. Collective,
Saccharine Trust,
Jacob Miller,
The Dirtbombs,
MDC,
Maleditus Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Danielle Patucci,
Swell Maps,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Procol Harum,
Tres Demented,
Brand Nubian,
Tubeway Army,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultra Naté,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angry Samoans,
The J.B.'s,
Cal Tjader,
Underground Resistance,
R.M.O.,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anakelly,
Eden Ahbez,
Panda Bear,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DNA,
Peter & Gordon,
X-Ray Spex,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
Throbbing Gristle,
Faraquet,
David McCallum,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marvin Gaye,
Arab on Radar,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Visage,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.