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 Uzbekistan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 The Stooges to the disco 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
David Bowie,
Stockholm Monsters,
Royal Trux,
Malaria!,
Nik Kershaw,
Man Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Archie Shepp,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bob Dylan,
Sonic Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marc Almond,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Animal Collective,
Motorama,
The Slackers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Minny Pops,
L. Decosne,
Aloha Tigers,
Q65,
Can,
The Skatalites,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Deepchord,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skriet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Isaac Hayes,
Sugar Minott,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lalann,
The Five Americans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Echospace,
Television,
The Stooges,
Camouflage,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Moon,
Unrelated Segments,
Spoonie Gee,
Fatback Band,
X-101,
The Fall,
Schoolly D,
Angry Samoans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mojo Men,
Country Teasers,
a-ha,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marine Girls,
Oblivians,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.