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 Montenegro and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Reagan Youth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gang Green,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sugar Minott,
Archie Shepp,
Todd Terry,
Chrome,
Harry Pussy,
Lucky Dragons,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
a-ha,
the Swans,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dennis Brown,
Vainqueur,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Radio Birdman,
Public Enemy,
Patti Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
kango's stein massive,
Arthur Verocai,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nick Fraelich,
Cymande,
Alphaville,
Malaria!,
Avey Tare,
Royal Trux,
Quantec,
Lou Christie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fortunes,
Joensuu 1685,
The Zeros,
FM Einheit,
Quando Quango,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mantronix,
Cal Tjader,
The Fugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Massinfluence,
Procol Harum,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
OOIOO,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jawbox,
The Buckinghams,
In Retrospect,
The Mojo Men,
The Durutti Column,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.