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 Andorra and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pere Ubu 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet 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 snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wings,
Jerry's Kids,
Excepter,
Cymande,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harry Pussy,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fugs,
The Modern Lovers,
Crash Course in Science,
Mission of Burma,
The Slits,
Khruangbin,
DNA,
John Foxx,
Neu!,
The Moleskins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rufus Thomas,
Yusef Lateef,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deakin,
EPMD,
Piero Umiliani,
Little Man,
Grandmaster Flash,
Accadde A,
Altered Images,
Eve St. Jones,
Curtis Mayfield,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alphaville,
The Durutti Column,
Technova,
Jacob Miller,
Visage,
The Associates,
Ponytail,
Unrelated Segments,
Jawbox,
Traffic Nightmare,
Urselle,
Alison Limerick,
The Fall,
Anthony Braxton,
Panda Bear,
Section 25,
Ken Boothe,
Dead Boys,
Drexciya,
the Sonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
8 Eyed Spy,
Minor Threat,
Mo-Dettes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.