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 Kosovo and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Victims to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crime,
Leonard Cohen,
Bill Wells,
Crispian St. Peters,
Deakin,
Max Romeo,
Hardrive,
The Star Department,
Rakim,
Loose Ends,
Section 25,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Prince Buster,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang of Four,
EPMD,
Radio Birdman,
New Age Steppers,
Gang Starr,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Standells,
Nik Kershaw,
The Victims,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Shadows of Knight,
Howard Jones,
Cecil Taylor,
Alison Limerick,
Dual Sessions,
Amazonics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
OOIOO,
Lower 48,
Joensuu 1685,
Goldenarms,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Sheep,
Intrusion,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Wyatt,
The Kinks,
Jeff Lynne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare,
Dead Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Hood,
Banda Bassotti,
Terry Callier,
Swans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joyce Sims,
The United States of America,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cramps,
Brick,
Supertramp,
Babytalk,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.