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 Guatemala and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Radiopuhelimet to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ronan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Silicon Teens,
DNA,
Marine Girls,
Thompson Twins,
DJ Style,
Ken Boothe,
Rosa Yemen,
Dark Day,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Echospace,
Drive Like Jehu,
Masters at Work,
Cabaret Voltaire,
T.S.O.L.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Half Japanese,
The Slits,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skarface,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Max Romeo,
LL Cool J,
The Black Dice,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soft Machine,
Intrusion,
Scott Walker,
Brick,
Buzzcocks,
Man Parrish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Public Image Ltd.,
Traffic Nightmare,
Todd Terry,
JFA,
The Leaves,
Charles Mingus,
Public Enemy,
Easy Going,
Arthur Verocai,
Livin' Joy,
Lakeside,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
FM Einheit,
Icehouse,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Moby Grape,
Qualms,
Negative Approach,
Organ,
James White and The Blacks,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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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.