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 Morocco and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aural Exciters 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Bananas,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Near,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Thee Headcoats,
Maurizio,
Flash Fearless,
Cheater Slicks,
Ponytail,
Girls At Our Best!,
Depeche Mode,
China Crisis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Erykah Badu,
Gang of Four,
Adolescents,
Kas Product,
Jacques Brel,
Skaos,
Jandek,
Lee Hazlewood,
X-102,
The Doors,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cybotron,
The Leaves,
Delon & Dalcan,
Model 500,
Rekid,
Wally Richardson,
The New Christs,
Au Pairs,
Erasure,
The Doobie Brothers,
Slave,
Letta Mbulu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David Bowie,
Mission of Burma,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jawbox,
The Fugs,
Bob Dylan,
Ohio Players,
Glenn Branca,
Aswad,
Carl Craig,
L. Decosne,
Second Layer,
Harry Pussy,
Bootsy Collins,
Nation of Ulysses,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pagans,
Darondo,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.