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 Argentina and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the grunge 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Fela Kuti,
The Electric Prunes,
JFA,
CMW,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lightning Bolt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Second Layer,
Rufus Thomas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Adolescents,
Nik Kershaw,
Quantec,
Man Parrish,
Sugar Minott,
Basic Channel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Busters,
The Smoke,
Spoonie Gee,
The Dead C,
Bootsy Collins,
Suicide,
Ossler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
Gabor Szabo,
The Divine Comedy,
Intrusion,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skriet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eric Dolphy,
Ludus,
Thompson Twins,
The Slits,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Boz Scaggs,
Magazine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marshall Jefferson,
Carl Craig,
Lou Reed,
Cheater Slicks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bush Tetras,
cv313,
The Smiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
The Offenders,
David McCallum,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fugazi,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.