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 Georgia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cheater Slicks to the funk 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Deepchord,
The Gladiators,
Joe Smooth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Litter,
Sixth Finger,
Babytalk,
Gang Green,
A Certain Ratio,
LL Cool J,
Bill Near,
Nas,
The Skatalites,
KRS-One,
Quadrant,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pole,
Clear Light,
the Slits,
OOIOO,
June of 44,
Whodini,
The Walker Brothers,
Yellowson,
Arthur Verocai,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barrington Levy,
Mark Hollis,
Flash Fearless,
Zapp,
Davy DMX,
Shuggie Otis,
Kenny Larkin,
EPMD,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wire,
Nick Fraelich,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minnie Riperton,
Kaleidoscope,
Thompson Twins,
Hardrive,
John Foxx,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sandy B,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Reuben Wilson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sarah Menescal,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sonics,
The Velvet Underground,
Big Daddy Kane,
Supertramp,
The Sound,
Aaron Thompson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Qualms,
Man Parrish,
The Music Machine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.