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 Malta and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bobby Womack to the grime 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
F. McDonald,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Associates,
JFA,
June Days,
Index,
Black Moon,
The Raincoats,
cv313,
Connie Case,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rod Modell,
Morten Harket,
Sonny Sharrock,
Icehouse,
CMW,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lindisfarne,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Alison Limerick,
Sister Nancy,
Q65,
Hot Snakes,
Spandau Ballet,
The Velvet Underground,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Byrd,
Goldenarms,
Radiohead,
Slave,
Absolute Body Control,
X-102,
Porter Ricks,
Hasil Adkins,
The Seeds,
Deakin,
Scion,
Swans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
Zapp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Chris Corsano,
The Five Americans,
Deepchord,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nirvana,
The Moody Blues,
Leonard Cohen,
Rapeman,
Crash Course in Science,
Country Teasers,
Joyce Sims,
Roger Hodgson,
Bill Near,
Wolf Eyes,
Warsaw,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.