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 Liberia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar 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 Dave Clark Five to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Association,
Sly & The Family Stone,
AZ,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Heaven 17,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Main Source,
Ituana,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rites of Spring,
Arab on Radar,
Livin' Joy,
Jacques Brel,
The Cure,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Agent Orange,
Agitation Free,
The Angels of Light,
E-Dancer,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gladiators,
Nico,
Don Cherry,
Barclay James Harvest,
Magazine,
Neu!,
MC5,
Suicide,
Chris & Cosey,
Jacob Miller,
Tres Demented,
Reagan Youth,
Metal Thangz,
Circle Jerks,
Roxy Music,
The Raincoats,
Peter & Gordon,
Severed Heads,
Popol Vuh,
Hashim,
Scrapy,
ABBA,
PIL,
Ohio Players,
Suburban Knight,
Matthew Halsall,
The Motions,
Fad Gadget,
Public Enemy,
Eric Dolphy,
The Index,
Pet Shop Boys,
Television Personalities,
Second Layer,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gabor Szabo,
Ronnie Foster,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.