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 Mauritius and from Beijing.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Black Dice to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb 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 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?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ponytail,
Skarface,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Iggy Pop,
The Associates,
the Soft Cell,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fortunes,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Seeds,
Arab on Radar,
Gabor Szabo,
Minny Pops,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
World's Most,
Ralphi Rosario,
Technova,
China Crisis,
The Velvet Underground,
Isaac Hayes,
The Busters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Human League,
The Fugs,
La Düsseldorf,
The Victims,
Deadbeat,
The Star Department,
The Gap Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Harpers Bizarre,
David McCallum,
Rotary Connection,
Cameo,
X-102,
This Heat,
The Black Dice,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Coltrane,
Liliput,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dorothy Ashby,
Robert Görl,
The Flesh Eaters,
ABC,
Ornette Coleman,
Nils Olav,
David Bowie,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Smiths,
The New Christs,
Tres Demented,
Zapp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
L. Decosne,
Whodini,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.