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 Estonia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Real Kids to the punk 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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,
Bill Near,
Marmalade,
Black Flag,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Index,
Funky Four + One,
Wasted Youth,
Brick,
Tommy Roe,
The Golliwogs,
Gong,
China Crisis,
The Doors,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Moody Blues,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Quando Quango,
Jacob Miller,
Swell Maps,
Dennis Brown,
The Alarm Clocks,
Das Ding,
Soulsonic Force,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fela Kuti,
New Age Steppers,
Blancmange,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wings,
Animal Collective,
Fugazi,
Accadde A,
Reagan Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marcia Griffiths,
Liliput,
Barbara Tucker,
The Slits,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rufus Thomas,
The Raincoats,
Erasure,
the Sonics,
Pierre Henry,
Fluxion,
Lindisfarne,
Tres Demented,
La Düsseldorf,
Lungfish,
MDC,
The Human League,
L. Decosne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Second Layer,
Juan Atkins,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.