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 Mozambique and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Alton Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pole,
Lightning Bolt,
The Vogues,
The Searchers,
Cybotron,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ponytail,
The Human League,
Q65,
Mission of Burma,
Bush Tetras,
Bronski Beat,
Icehouse,
Sparks,
Rekid,
The J.B.'s,
Funkadelic,
Crooked Eye,
Magma,
the Human League,
Eden Ahbez,
Zapp,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Coltrane,
Little Man,
Siglo XX,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Donald Byrd,
Iggy Pop,
Howard Jones,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Technova,
Nirvana,
Brand Nubian,
L. Decosne,
Yellowson,
kango's stein massive,
The Sonics,
Radiohead,
48th St. Collective,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bad Manners,
Mary Jane Girls,
10cc,
Shuggie Otis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Unwound,
Basic Channel,
Soft Cell,
Aswad,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Teasers,
Stetsasonic,
Connie Case,
Letta Mbulu,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Prince Buster,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.