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 Montenegro and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes 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 Rufus Thomas to the rock 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Royal Trux,
Moss Icon,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Pus,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ornette Coleman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The J.B.'s,
Stereo Dub,
Henry Cow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tom Boy,
Joey Negro,
Los Fastidios,
Echospace,
Outsiders,
kango's stein massive,
Lalann,
Tears for Fears,
OOIOO,
Skriet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Intrusion,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joensuu 1685,
Wasted Youth,
Model 500,
Erykah Badu,
Black Sheep,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Womack,
Pagans,
China Crisis,
Au Pairs,
John Coltrane,
Main Source,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jerry's Kids,
Metal Thangz,
K-Klass,
Black Flag,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Crooked Eye,
Alison Limerick,
Barbara Tucker,
Television,
Lucky Dragons,
Maleditus Sound,
Nils Olav,
Magazine,
Moby Grape,
Matthew Bourne,
Make Up,
Barclay James Harvest,
Silicon Teens,
The Searchers,
PIL,
The Divine Comedy,
Funky Four + One,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.