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 Czech Republic and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Frankie Knuckles to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
The Vogues,
Jacob Miller,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fatback Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Spandau Ballet,
Glambeats Corp.,
In Retrospect,
Cluster,
Peter & Gordon,
Metal Thangz,
Inner City,
The Music Machine,
Mr. Review,
Derrick May,
Josef K,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Idris Muhammad,
Moby Grape,
The Knickerbockers,
Alton Ellis,
Brothers Johnson,
Crooked Eye,
EPMD,
Lyres,
Gregory Isaacs,
Au Pairs,
Sister Nancy,
Harmonia,
Rakim,
New York Dolls,
The Victims,
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ice-T,
Sun Ra,
Bill Wells,
Jeff Mills,
Sugar Minott,
Marmalade,
Boredoms,
Lightning Bolt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
The Remains,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rosa Yemen,
Stiv Bators,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Moon,
Adolescents,
Pere Ubu,
Cameo,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Popol Vuh,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.