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 Egypt and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mars to the techno 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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and an organ 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 synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Robert Görl,
Minnie Riperton,
Terry Callier,
Slick Rick,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quantec,
Make Up,
Little Man,
Fatback Band,
Kayak,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Royal Trux,
The J.B.'s,
Ten City,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ken Boothe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rufus Thomas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bootsy Collins,
The Invisible,
The Busters,
DJ Style,
Arcadia,
Funkadelic,
Derrick Morgan,
Joey Negro,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ronan,
Roxy Music,
One Last Wish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Flag,
The Martian,
The Blackbyrds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Mummies,
Gang Green,
Bad Manners,
Lungfish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fire Engines,
Harpers Bizarre,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Basic Channel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boredoms,
Average White Band,
Technova,
Massinfluence,
Eve St. Jones,
Amazonics,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hardrive,
Fugazi,
Max Romeo,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.