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 Bangladesh and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Real Kids to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
Cameo,
Black Bananas,
Spandau Ballet,
Soul II Soul,
Y Pants,
Barry Ungar,
Suburban Knight,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shoche,
Colin Newman,
cv313,
New Order,
Bang On A Can,
Moebius,
the Human League,
The Gun Club,
Bluetip,
Scratch Acid,
Scott Walker,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fad Gadget,
The Count Five,
OOIOO,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Divine Comedy,
Los Fastidios,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jandek,
ABBA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cecil Taylor,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Slave,
DJ Sneak,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ohio Players,
Monolake,
Pole,
The Selecter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mad Mike,
David Axelrod,
Lightning Bolt,
Curtis Mayfield,
The New Christs,
The Busters,
Scion,
Pagans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Davy DMX,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.