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 Lesotho and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Janne Schatter to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a chamberlin and a güiro 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 chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Intrusion,
Skriet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lungfish,
Cal Tjader,
Fad Gadget,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Arcadia,
Frankie Knuckles,
F. McDonald,
Niagra,
Slick Rick,
Parry Music,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Pop Group,
Monks,
Janne Schatter,
Con Funk Shun,
Desert Stars,
Simply Red,
Masters at Work,
Cameo,
K-Klass,
Letta Mbulu,
The Remains,
AZ,
Prince Buster,
China Crisis,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scientists,
The Velvet Underground,
X-101,
Alphaville,
Animal Collective,
Clear Light,
Alice Coltrane,
The Modern Lovers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lindisfarne,
Al Stewart,
The Young Rascals,
The Smoke,
The Red Krayola,
Aaron Thompson,
Nas,
UT,
Hardrive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Little Man,
Q and Not U,
Gong,
the Slits,
Y Pants,
The Buckinghams,
Altered Images,
Gang of Four,
Vainqueur,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.