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 Malaysia and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare 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 Nils Olav to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro 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 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grauzone,
The Black Dice,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Leonard Cohen,
Crash Course in Science,
The New Christs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camouflage,
Smog,
Johnny Clarke,
Massinfluence,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kas Product,
Delta 5,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Wyatt,
Chris Corsano,
cv313,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tim Buckley,
Model 500,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Danielle Patucci,
X-101,
Dawn Penn,
The Walker Brothers,
Make Up,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gang Gang Dance,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tubeway Army,
Excepter,
The Happenings,
The Saints,
Isaac Hayes,
Warren Ellis,
Steve Hackett,
The Dead C,
The American Breed,
Slick Rick,
The Stooges,
Brick,
Agitation Free,
U.S. Maple,
Minny Pops,
B.T. Express,
Michelle Simonal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Vogues,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Flesh Eaters,
KRS-One,
Barrington Levy,
Matthew Halsall,
Tomorrow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.