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 the UAE and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet 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 Bobby Sherman to the techno 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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Henry Cow,
Yaz,
Kerrie Biddell,
Animal Collective,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wire,
The Real Kids,
David McCallum,
Steve Hackett,
Eurythmics,
Con Funk Shun,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Heaven 17,
Gang Starr,
John Coltrane,
Jeff Mills,
Wings,
Chris Corsano,
Blancmange,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Qualms,
Funkadelic,
Kayak,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tres Demented,
Cal Tjader,
Skaos,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Swell Maps,
Aloha Tigers,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Cowsills,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Eric Dolphy,
Simply Red,
Maleditus Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Circle Jerks,
Agent Orange,
The Blackbyrds,
Spandau Ballet,
Sixth Finger,
Adolescents,
Radiopuhelimet,
Silicon Teens,
Spoonie Gee,
Robert Wyatt,
X-Ray Spex,
Yellowson,
Cecil Taylor,
Danielle Patucci,
Parry Music,
Hasil Adkins,
Flash Fearless,
Terry Callier,
Andrew Hill,
The Dirtbombs,
Soft Cell,
Kenny Larkin,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.