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 Mozambique and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Blossom Toes to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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,
Jandek,
Juan Atkins,
Symarip,
Jerry's Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pantytec,
Arthur Verocai,
Rotary Connection,
The Electric Prunes,
Black Bananas,
The Velvet Underground,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Association,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacob Miller,
Charles Mingus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Neil Young,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gang of Four,
Cymande,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Schoolly D,
Eli Mardock,
Cal Tjader,
Slave,
Public Image Ltd.,
Negative Approach,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scion,
Arab on Radar,
E-Dancer,
Agitation Free,
The Angels of Light,
Kurtis Blow,
Barclay James Harvest,
Barbara Tucker,
ABC,
Scan 7,
Lyres,
Loose Ends,
Nas,
Robert Görl,
Freddie Wadling,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Misunderstood,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Cale,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Electric Light Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.