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 Swaziland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
Nico,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Moon,
Cecil Taylor,
Electric Prunes,
Dawn Penn,
The Smiths,
B.T. Express,
Flipper,
The Leaves,
The Remains,
Average White Band,
Adolescents,
Sun Ra,
The Neon Judgement,
Eddi Front,
Arthur Verocai,
Jeff Mills,
Wolf Eyes,
Accadde A,
Tropical Tobacco,
Depeche Mode,
Soulsonic Force,
Easy Going,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
AZ,
MDC,
Pussy Galore,
The Electric Prunes,
Hoover,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Blackbyrds,
Judy Mowatt,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rotary Connection,
These Immortal Souls,
Rekid,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Görl,
The Walker Brothers,
The Doobie Brothers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alice Coltrane,
Aaron Thompson,
Roger Hodgson,
Darondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Modern Lovers,
The Blues Magoos,
The Last Poets,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mission of Burma,
R.M.O.,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.