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 Congo and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the organ 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 Banda Bassotti to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Slits,
Ossler,
Tomorrow,
Model 500,
K-Klass,
June of 44,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Detroit Cobras,
June Days,
China Crisis,
Technova,
Jerry's Kids,
a-ha,
Gong,
Darondo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bill Wells,
The Blackbyrds,
DJ Style,
Radiohead,
Brass Construction,
DNA,
KRS-One,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gladiators,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bob Dylan,
Magazine,
Morten Harket,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kurtis Blow,
The Wake,
Theoretical Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joensuu 1685,
Moebius,
Bush Tetras,
Jawbox,
Pylon,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang Green,
Tubeway Army,
Camberwell Now,
John Foxx,
Amazonics,
Fear,
Ituana,
Rotary Connection,
FM Einheit,
Tres Demented,
Black Bananas,
Cheater Slicks,
Altered Images,
The Remains,
Black Moon,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.