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 Laos and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 X-Ray Spex to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Letta Mbulu,
Derrick Morgan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Crispian St. Peters,
A Certain Ratio,
The Gap Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-101,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Detroit Cobras,
Funkadelic,
Gang Starr,
Desert Stars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang Green,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Heaven 17,
Barbara Tucker,
Vainqueur,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Pus,
Stereo Dub,
The Divine Comedy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fatback Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fat Boys,
Nirvana,
Schoolly D,
Silicon Teens,
Marmalade,
The Dead C,
Crooked Eye,
10cc,
The Techniques,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
June of 44,
The Index,
Crime,
Robert Wyatt,
Malaria!,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Sherman,
Shoche,
L. Decosne,
The Monochrome Set,
the Human League,
Goldenarms,
Erasure,
Slave,
Deadbeat,
Connie Case,
Spoonie Gee,
Kenny Larkin,
The Slits,
The Dirtbombs,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.