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 Japan and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gang Gang Dance to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Little Man,
Robert Görl,
Neil Young,
Jacques Brel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Oneida,
Duran Duran,
Lungfish,
The Angels of Light,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tom Boy,
Liliput,
U.S. Maple,
Clear Light,
Joy Division,
The American Breed,
Avey Tare,
Animal Collective,
Andrew Hill,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Associates,
Infiniti,
Pierre Henry,
Josef K,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Frankie Knuckles,
Graham Central Station,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Green,
Gang Starr,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Buzzcocks,
Leonard Cohen,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Silicon Teens,
Joyce Sims,
The Grass Roots,
Mandrill,
The Moleskins,
Surgeon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Invisible,
Warren Ellis,
The Zeros,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül II,
Toni Rubio,
Patti Smith,
Lyres,
Barbara Tucker,
PIL,
Barrington Levy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Smog,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Groovy Waters,
The Gories,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.