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 Venezuela and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Howard Jones to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Average White Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Sandy B,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobby Womack,
David McCallum,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Starr,
The Tremeloes,
The Cramps,
The Grass Roots,
Royal Trux,
Isaac Hayes,
Monolake,
Minor Threat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Deakin,
Derrick May,
Yazoo,
Agent Orange,
Altered Images,
Procol Harum,
MDC,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Agitation Free,
Crime,
Nirvana,
Hasil Adkins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Loose Ends,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
The Slits,
The Mojo Men,
DJ Sneak,
Hashim,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
Sonic Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gregory Isaacs,
Johnny Clarke,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
Sexual Harrassment,
David Bowie,
Ronan,
The American Breed,
Pagans,
Electric Prunes,
Nick Fraelich,
Minutemen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Matthew Bourne,
Slave,
Grey Daturas,
Rhythm & Sound,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.