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 Algeria and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Move to the grunge 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Brand Nubian,
The Walker Brothers,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wally Richardson,
Erykah Badu,
Skaos,
Khruangbin,
Sight & Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Wyatt,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Parry Music,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tommy Roe,
Kas Product,
Pantaleimon,
The Young Rascals,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terry Callier,
X-Ray Spex,
Qualms,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Real Kids,
Porter Ricks,
kango's stein massive,
Yaz,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roy Ayers,
The Fire Engines,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Moon,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Lydon,
Lower 48,
the Swans,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crash Course in Science,
Fluxion,
Unwound,
The Cowsills,
Susan Cadogan,
Brick,
Essential Logic,
Newcleus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DJ Style,
Buzzcocks,
The Offenders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
This Heat,
The Victims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Josef K,
The Mummies,
Skriet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.