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 Norway and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Laurel Aitken to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar 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 chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Eric Dolphy,
Pantytec,
The Blues Magoos,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Golliwogs,
The Velvet Underground,
A Certain Ratio,
Fluxion,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fortunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Hood,
Barry Ungar,
Schoolly D,
Aloha Tigers,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Byrd,
Junior Murvin,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Sonics,
The Monks,
Rufus Thomas,
X-101,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Standells,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rotary Connection,
the Bar-Kays,
Juan Atkins,
Cymande,
Wasted Youth,
Charles Mingus,
Hashim,
Alison Limerick,
Bluetip,
Chris Corsano,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Patti Smith,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quadrant,
Steve Hackett,
The Raincoats,
Television Personalities,
Bang On A Can,
Faust,
Mars,
Yazoo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Livin' Joy,
The Five Americans,
Simply Red,
The Sound,
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cluster,
Scott Walker,
Essential Logic,
Moebius,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.