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 Hungary and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lakeside to the rap 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doors,
Curtis Mayfield,
MDC,
Girls At Our Best!,
Frankie Knuckles,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Zeros,
Scrapy,
Nico,
Idris Muhammad,
Deepchord,
Sun Ra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Matthew Halsall,
Symarip,
Au Pairs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Agitation Free,
the Swans,
The Cramps,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kas Product,
Tres Demented,
OOIOO,
Aswad,
Brand Nubian,
Scan 7,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
June of 44,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dave Gahan,
Lyres,
The Raincoats,
ABC,
Make Up,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Man Parrish,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marine Girls,
The Slackers,
Joensuu 1685,
Procol Harum,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Donny Hathaway,
Bill Near,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ohio Players,
The Busters,
Metal Thangz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Traffic Nightmare,
LL Cool J,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.