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 Turkmenistan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Magma to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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,
Faust,
Amazonics,
Rapeman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ronnie Foster,
Khruangbin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pet Shop Boys,
a-ha,
Laurel Aitken,
Mad Mike,
Bob Dylan,
Ultravox,
The Music Machine,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dead Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Erykah Badu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The New Christs,
Subhumans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sandy B,
Skaos,
The Gap Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Loose Ends,
Fugazi,
Unwound,
Neil Young,
Darondo,
Make Up,
The Wake,
Zero Boys,
The American Breed,
Cluster,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Depeche Mode,
Rotary Connection,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Modern Lovers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Parry Music,
Average White Band,
Morten Harket,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Half Japanese,
Outsiders,
Tomorrow,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Robert Görl,
New York Dolls,
Whodini,
Smog,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.