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 Canada and from Houston.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the funk 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar 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 spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
The Golliwogs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Magma,
Jeff Mills,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rhythm & Sound,
X-102,
Lower 48,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Byrd,
Barry Ungar,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Starr,
Eric Dolphy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jeff Lynne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Negative Approach,
Ornette Coleman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nils Olav,
Matthew Bourne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
T.S.O.L.,
Pylon,
Anthony Braxton,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cramps,
The Move,
JFA,
The Searchers,
The Fire Engines,
One Last Wish,
Flipper,
The Blackbyrds,
The Misunderstood,
Neu!,
Boredoms,
Michelle Simonal,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Das Ding,
Harmonia,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash,
Talk Talk,
Ice-T,
The Sonics,
Thee Headcoats,
Kayak,
Camberwell Now,
Supertramp,
Audionom,
the Association,
Toni Rubio,
D'Angelo,
Eddi Front,
Minny Pops,
Sex Pistols,
Icehouse,
Gang of Four,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.