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 Estonia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin 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 The Pop Group to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a rhodes 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 arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Gang Green,
Zapp,
Agitation Free,
DNA,
The Dead C,
Section 25,
Magazine,
Sister Nancy,
Echospace,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Alice Coltrane,
The Count Five,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ponytail,
Roxette,
Ultravox,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Hardrive,
Thompson Twins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Massinfluence,
Barrington Levy,
Colin Newman,
Liliput,
Radiohead,
The Music Machine,
Mars,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lalann,
X-Ray Spex,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
10cc,
Dead Boys,
The Gap Band,
Jacques Brel,
Sound Behaviour,
Sugar Minott,
CMW,
Marc Almond,
Organ,
Lungfish,
The Five Americans,
The Toasters,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Rod Modell,
Whodini,
Yaz,
Ludus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
These Immortal Souls,
Ken Boothe,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.