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 Ghana and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Easy Going to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fear,
K-Klass,
Derrick Morgan,
Warren Ellis,
Amon Düül,
Joe Finger,
Marshall Jefferson,
World's Most,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fugs,
The Techniques,
Eric Copeland,
Cheater Slicks,
Thompson Twins,
Index,
The Saints,
Alice Coltrane,
Youth Brigade,
Infiniti,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rapeman,
The Angels of Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thee Headcoats,
Yusef Lateef,
Wings,
Flipper,
X-101,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Zeros,
The Selecter,
Lower 48,
Barry Ungar,
Connie Case,
Clear Light,
Unrelated Segments,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Monochrome Set,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alton Ellis,
The Wake,
Wally Richardson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Carl Craig,
John Foxx,
The United States of America,
Tim Buckley,
Bad Manners,
Man Eating Sloth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cymande,
Desert Stars,
The Fire Engines,
The Gun Club,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Association,
Marmalade,
David McCallum,
Susan Cadogan,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.