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 Cyprus and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Roger Hodgson to the funk 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Laurel Aitken,
Chris Corsano,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Saints,
Iggy Pop,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crispian St. Peters,
F. McDonald,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bill Near,
Al Stewart,
Ronnie Foster,
Main Source,
Quando Quango,
Donny Hathaway,
10cc,
Rod Modell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Normal,
Mandrill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Albert Ayler,
Mission of Burma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funky Four + One,
The Angels of Light,
Theoretical Girls,
Lakeside,
The Cure,
Joey Negro,
Gang Starr,
Make Up,
Josef K,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joe Smooth,
Terry Callier,
Zapp,
Skarface,
The Barracudas,
Harmonia,
Kaleidoscope,
Oblivians,
The Victims,
Chrome,
The New Christs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Searchers,
Section 25,
Newcleus,
Flipper,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sound Behaviour,
Average White Band,
Qualms,
Big Daddy Kane,
CMW,
John Coltrane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Swans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Urselle,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.