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 Egypt and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 June Days to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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,
Donny Hathaway,
The Doobie Brothers,
Moss Icon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Moleskins,
Masters at Work,
Alison Limerick,
The Happenings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Smog,
The Walker Brothers,
Iggy Pop,
Idris Muhammad,
Bill Wells,
Inner City,
Ice-T,
Graham Central Station,
The Busters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Spandau Ballet,
Index,
Pussy Galore,
The Durutti Column,
Moebius,
Marine Girls,
Janne Schatter,
F. McDonald,
Public Image Ltd.,
Can,
The Raincoats,
Alphaville,
Gang Starr,
Ultravox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pet Shop Boys,
Charles Mingus,
DJ Style,
Black Bananas,
Joey Negro,
Wire,
The Trojans,
Agitation Free,
X-102,
Black Pus,
Anthony Braxton,
Pole,
Pylon,
Yazoo,
Minutemen,
Youth Brigade,
Albert Ayler,
The Monochrome Set,
Ronan,
a-ha,
Talk Talk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Subhumans,
John Lydon,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.