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 Vanuatu and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Seeds to the jazz 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fugazi,
John Coltrane,
R.M.O.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Judy Mowatt,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fall,
Young Marble Giants,
Kayak,
Tommy Roe,
Y Pants,
Amon Düül II,
JFA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harry Pussy,
Q and Not U,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amon Düül,
Thompson Twins,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Skarface,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Bar-Kays,
Sister Nancy,
Alphaville,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Moon,
Sparks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Smoke,
Danielle Patucci,
The Dead C,
Glenn Branca,
Joe Finger,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tropical Tobacco,
Excepter,
Steve Hackett,
the Soft Cell,
Godley & Creme,
The Kinks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cybotron,
Massinfluence,
Public Enemy,
Urselle,
The Angels of Light,
Swell Maps,
Can,
The Fire Engines,
Metal Thangz,
China Crisis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dennis Brown,
L. Decosne,
Lakeside,
Bronski Beat,
Don Cherry,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.