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 Bolivia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin 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 Saccharine Trust to the electroclash 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minnie Riperton,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fela Kuti,
Zapp,
The Beau Brummels,
The Vogues,
Dual Sessions,
These Immortal Souls,
Oneida,
Fad Gadget,
Niagra,
Robert Görl,
Roxy Music,
Metal Thangz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Terry Callier,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Mummies,
Aswad,
Sun Ra,
Lalann,
Trumans Water,
Yusef Lateef,
Soul II Soul,
Joensuu 1685,
Country Teasers,
Swell Maps,
The Walker Brothers,
the Normal,
Little Man,
The Mojo Men,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Saccharine Trust,
The Monks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eurythmics,
T.S.O.L.,
The Wake,
The Fire Engines,
Patti Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Depeche Mode,
Don Cherry,
Leonard Cohen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sight & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
JFA,
Zero Boys,
Lakeside,
Basic Channel,
Maleditus Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
Sister Nancy,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.