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 Nigeria and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Oneida to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Organ,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Velvet Underground,
Eurythmics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Quadrant,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sex Pistols,
Kayak,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Barracudas,
The Sonics,
John Foxx,
Can,
Fela Kuti,
The Martian,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blossom Toes,
Nirvana,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grey Daturas,
Electric Prunes,
The Move,
Drexciya,
Sexual Harrassment,
Country Joe & The Fish,
a-ha,
U.S. Maple,
Q and Not U,
Gastr Del Sol,
Morten Harket,
Pere Ubu,
Bill Near,
cv313,
Unwound,
Ultravox,
The Techniques,
The United States of America,
Marvin Gaye,
Erykah Badu,
Altered Images,
Minor Threat,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minny Pops,
The Wake,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Doobie Brothers,
This Heat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Neu!,
Wire,
Mary Jane Girls,
Maurizio,
The Cowsills,
Hasil Adkins,
David Axelrod,
Erasure,
Cheater Slicks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tom Boy,
Fad Gadget,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.