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 Panama and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Radio Birdman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Half Japanese,
Deakin,
The Selecter,
Ponytail,
Quando Quango,
Dorothy Ashby,
8 Eyed Spy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Reagan Youth,
Joey Negro,
Monolake,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Reuben Wilson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Man Eating Sloth,
Smog,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Cale,
Rosa Yemen,
Bronski Beat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Junior Murvin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brand Nubian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Young Rascals,
The Names,
Zero Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minny Pops,
The Blues Magoos,
Khruangbin,
Peter and Kerry,
The Doobie Brothers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Danielle Patucci,
Y Pants,
Mr. Review,
Ultravox,
The Offenders,
In Retrospect,
AZ,
Basic Channel,
Janne Schatter,
Michelle Simonal,
The Associates,
Royal Trux,
China Crisis,
Pulsallama,
Mars,
Carl Craig,
Wasted Youth,
the Sonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cameo,
Chris Corsano,
Brick,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.