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 Romania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Black Bananas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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,
James White and The Blacks,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soul II Soul,
Amon Düül,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dead Boys,
Gang of Four,
The Durutti Column,
ABBA,
Drexciya,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Nas,
LL Cool J,
The Divine Comedy,
Bad Manners,
Babytalk,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Goldenarms,
Altered Images,
Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Names,
MC5,
The Fall,
Drive Like Jehu,
Severed Heads,
The Smoke,
Monks,
Malaria!,
Bob Dylan,
Graham Central Station,
Minutemen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Surgeon,
Nick Fraelich,
Deepchord,
The Red Krayola,
Adolescents,
Charles Mingus,
Derrick May,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Leonard Cohen,
Terrestrial Tones,
Josef K,
Judy Mowatt,
The Stooges,
Cabaret Voltaire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül II,
Letta Mbulu,
Harmonia,
Buzzcocks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Man Parrish,
Sällskapet,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.