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 Armenia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 K-Klass to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Amon Düül,
Ultravox,
Flipper,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Bar-Kays,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minny Pops,
Hashim,
Fatback Band,
Yaz,
Vladislav Delay,
Boogie Down Productions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Michelle Simonal,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Index,
UT,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Axelrod,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joensuu 1685,
Leonard Cohen,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Beau Brummels,
Young Marble Giants,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Toasters,
Sonic Youth,
Moebius,
Pantytec,
The Fugs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronan,
Unwound,
the Swans,
Chrome,
Soulsonic Force,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Robert Görl,
Mad Mike,
Kaleidoscope,
Yellowson,
Todd Terry,
U.S. Maple,
The American Breed,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barclay James Harvest,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ossler,
Technova,
Sexual Harrassment,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Sonics,
Von Mondo,
Yazoo,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.