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 Germany and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the funk 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a linndrum 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 linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Symarip,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gladiators,
Jesper Dahlback,
Simply Red,
Deadbeat,
Roger Hodgson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Skarface,
Livin' Joy,
UT,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Grass Roots,
Alison Limerick,
New York Dolls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Darondo,
Andrew Hill,
Pagans,
Althea and Donna,
Urselle,
Anthony Braxton,
T. Rex,
Cabaret Voltaire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronan,
Funkadelic,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris Corsano,
Duran Duran,
Crime,
Scientists,
Whodini,
Pere Ubu,
Joey Negro,
The Fortunes,
Arab on Radar,
DNA,
Brothers Johnson,
Patti Smith,
Robert Wyatt,
Bauhaus,
Ossler,
AZ,
Sun City Girls,
Rapeman,
Radio Birdman,
Deepchord,
David McCallum,
Neu!,
K-Klass,
John Foxx,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.