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 Russia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Khruangbin to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Janne Schatter,
Unrelated Segments,
Funkadelic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stereo Dub,
Eli Mardock,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gun Club,
Ten City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
OOIOO,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Desert Stars,
Avey Tare,
Can,
Saccharine Trust,
LL Cool J,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aural Exciters,
Underground Resistance,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Carl Craig,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Last Poets,
Joy Division,
The Red Krayola,
Wally Richardson,
Nils Olav,
Toni Rubio,
Tommy Roe,
Mark Hollis,
Soul II Soul,
Hardrive,
Reagan Youth,
Aswad,
Swell Maps,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lou Reed,
Nirvana,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Faust,
CMW,
Negative Approach,
Don Cherry,
Dual Sessions,
Camouflage,
The Searchers,
The Durutti Column,
David Bowie,
Outsiders,
Clear Light,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Y Pants,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Model 500,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.