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 Taiwan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Gang Green to the grime 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gabor Szabo,
Fugazi,
Slick Rick,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fortunes,
Swans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
CMW,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Hood,
Kurtis Blow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Wyatt,
Schoolly D,
Quantec,
Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crime,
Gong,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Techniques,
Minnie Riperton,
Blake Baxter,
Scientists,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deepchord,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Simply Red,
The Toasters,
X-Ray Spex,
Amon Düül,
The Litter,
The Sound,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Görl,
DNA,
Delta 5,
Darondo,
June Days,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fire Engines,
Mark Hollis,
Joe Finger,
Lalann,
Letta Mbulu,
X-101,
AZ,
Mad Mike,
Essential Logic,
Warren Ellis,
The Angels of Light,
Television Personalities,
Tomorrow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kenny Larkin,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.