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 Slovakia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bobby Byrd to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kaleidoscope,
DNA,
The Litter,
Neil Young,
Delta 5,
The Monks,
Lightning Bolt,
Das Ding,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Standells,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Leonard Cohen,
ABBA,
Chris Corsano,
Sugar Minott,
Eurythmics,
Fad Gadget,
Davy DMX,
Ponytail,
Babytalk,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ohio Players,
Terry Callier,
Rhythm & Sound,
JFA,
Skriet,
Brand Nubian,
Peter & Gordon,
Pagans,
Lou Reed,
8 Eyed Spy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
E-Dancer,
Radiopuhelimet,
Toni Rubio,
Model 500,
Organ,
Minor Threat,
The Cramps,
Janne Schatter,
Lungfish,
MDC,
The Count Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roxette,
Mantronix,
Rites of Spring,
Joyce Sims,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeff Lynne,
Thompson Twins,
Sun Ra,
Malaria!,
The Human League,
Cluster,
Flamin' Groovies,
Susan Cadogan,
The Vogues,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.