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 Argentina and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 Aloha Tigers to the punk 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Slave,
Soul Sonic Force,
OOIOO,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scientists,
Donny Hathaway,
Sällskapet,
Slick Rick,
Skarface,
Surgeon,
Metal Thangz,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gong,
Joensuu 1685,
Model 500,
Skaos,
Graham Central Station,
Magazine,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Birthday Party,
The Real Kids,
Arab on Radar,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Music Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yellowson,
The Motions,
Neu!,
Banda Bassotti,
Sonic Youth,
The Techniques,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jacob Miller,
Babytalk,
Neil Young,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bad Manners,
Country Teasers,
David Axelrod,
The Young Rascals,
Quando Quango,
Unrelated Segments,
Make Up,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Desert Stars,
James White and The Blacks,
Sister Nancy,
Heaven 17,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Byrd,
the Association,
Judy Mowatt,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Zapp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Anthony Braxton,
The Velvet Underground,
LL Cool J,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.