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 Solomon Islands and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Donny Hathaway to the jazz 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a synthesizer 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 spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Colin Newman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Brothers Johnson,
The Invisible,
Kayak,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Morten Harket,
David Axelrod,
Television Personalities,
Delta 5,
The Fuzztones,
Idris Muhammad,
Derrick Morgan,
Agent Orange,
Unwound,
Marine Girls,
China Crisis,
Symarip,
Iggy Pop,
Marvin Gaye,
E-Dancer,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ituana,
Tubeway Army,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun City Girls,
Fat Boys,
The American Breed,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Teasers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fatback Band,
Archie Shepp,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Germs,
Brand Nubian,
Don Cherry,
Rod Modell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Holt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cluster,
Jacob Miller,
Byron Stingily,
Laurel Aitken,
Sugar Minott,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spoonie Gee,
Derrick May,
the Human League,
Ultravox,
Warsaw,
Sandy B,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Whodini,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
Essential Logic,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.