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 Sierra Leone and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lindisfarne to the crunk 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Halsall,
Tomorrow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Todd Rundgren,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kaleidoscope,
The Martian,
Negative Approach,
The Velvet Underground,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Grass Roots,
Lyres,
Skriet,
Robert Görl,
Mandrill,
La Düsseldorf,
Judy Mowatt,
Pulsallama,
Patti Smith,
Aaron Thompson,
Michelle Simonal,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sixth Finger,
Kurtis Blow,
The Tremeloes,
Mr. Review,
Khruangbin,
Pussy Galore,
The Toasters,
Stereo Dub,
A Certain Ratio,
Rites of Spring,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
David Axelrod,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nirvana,
Mary Jane Girls,
Second Layer,
Glenn Branca,
Bootsy Collins,
Anakelly,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alice Coltrane,
H. Thieme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amazonics,
Moss Icon,
James White and The Blacks,
Quantec,
The Move,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eve St. Jones,
Danielle Patucci,
The Buckinghams,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marine Girls,
New York Dolls,
The Barracudas,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.