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 Kenya and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the grunge 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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,
Aural Exciters,
Colin Newman,
Aaron Thompson,
Minny Pops,
Matthew Bourne,
Desert Stars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Sheep,
The Star Department,
Country Joe & The Fish,
China Crisis,
Cheater Slicks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kool Moe Dee,
E-Dancer,
Zero Boys,
Section 25,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bill Near,
Young Marble Giants,
Nas,
Leonard Cohen,
Talk Talk,
Ronan,
CMW,
Duran Duran,
John Coltrane,
Liliput,
Sam Rivers,
New Order,
The Skatalites,
Nik Kershaw,
Stereo Dub,
Lyres,
Barrington Levy,
The Birthday Party,
This Heat,
Saccharine Trust,
ABC,
The Victims,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sparks,
Dennis Brown,
The Techniques,
Joensuu 1685,
Sex Pistols,
The Move,
Los Fastidios,
Juan Atkins,
The Sound,
the Bar-Kays,
Make Up,
Andrew Hill,
Adolescents,
Y Pants,
Black Flag,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Freddie Wadling,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Offenders,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.