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 Ecuador and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Audionom to the rap 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Seeds,
Schoolly D,
Gichy Dan,
Massinfluence,
The Raincoats,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Womack,
The Barracudas,
Television,
The Blackbyrds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Smoke,
Matthew Bourne,
Tubeway Army,
The Trojans,
Suicide,
Surgeon,
Swans,
Flash Fearless,
Malaria!,
Byron Stingily,
Colin Newman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sonic Youth,
Boz Scaggs,
Rosa Yemen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Divine Comedy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Motorama,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Maurizio,
The Happenings,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minny Pops,
Los Fastidios,
Procol Harum,
Archie Shepp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Infiniti,
Blancmange,
Bluetip,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris & Cosey,
the Bar-Kays,
Dead Boys,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Slick Rick,
Sun City Girls,
The Five Americans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Basic Channel,
Prince Buster,
Pet Shop Boys,
Von Mondo,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Victims,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.