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 Malaysia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the grunge 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
E-Dancer,
Archie Shepp,
The Remains,
X-Ray Spex,
Boz Scaggs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
New York Dolls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scan 7,
Man Parrish,
Carl Craig,
Bronski Beat,
the Association,
Banda Bassotti,
Scott Walker,
Circle Jerks,
Second Layer,
Pierre Henry,
T.S.O.L.,
Bad Manners,
Infiniti,
The United States of America,
Fatback Band,
Toni Rubio,
Davy DMX,
The Leaves,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bob Dylan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Robert Wyatt,
The Offenders,
Bobby Sherman,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camouflage,
Skarface,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soulsonic Force,
Country Teasers,
Lyres,
Ossler,
Alton Ellis,
Qualms,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Wake,
Radiohead,
The Doors,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Vladislav Delay,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Altered Images,
PIL,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mission of Burma,
The Moleskins,
Nico,
FM Einheit,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.