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 Afghanistan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Hot Snakes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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,
LL Cool J,
Moebius,
Brothers Johnson,
X-101,
Swell Maps,
Fad Gadget,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nas,
Reagan Youth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joe Smooth,
Hardrive,
Lalann,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Theoretical Girls,
Neil Young,
Essential Logic,
Sam Rivers,
Roxy Music,
Darondo,
Camouflage,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ossler,
K-Klass,
The Human League,
Gang of Four,
The Saints,
the Association,
Echospace,
Max Romeo,
The Modern Lovers,
The New Christs,
Royal Trux,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Wake,
The Happenings,
Agitation Free,
Maleditus Sound,
Organ,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Porter Ricks,
Pagans,
Country Teasers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blancmange,
Yellowson,
Andrew Hill,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Shuggie Otis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wolf Eyes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funkadelic,
The American Breed,
Cluster,
Sarah Menescal,
Michelle Simonal,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.