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 Tajikistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Faust to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Tremeloes,
David Axelrod,
UT,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Flag,
Con Funk Shun,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Unwound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Anthony Braxton,
Flash Fearless,
Anakelly,
Monks,
Ponytail,
Sixth Finger,
Mars,
Alice Coltrane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Charles Mingus,
The Human League,
Byron Stingily,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Cale,
The Sonics,
Supertramp,
Livin' Joy,
the Soft Cell,
Maleditus Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
Crash Course in Science,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kerrie Biddell,
Babytalk,
Nils Olav,
Panda Bear,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crispy Ambulance,
New York Dolls,
Black Pus,
Symarip,
Alphaville,
Visage,
The Fuzztones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
La Düsseldorf,
The Young Rascals,
Sparks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
FM Einheit,
Joyce Sims,
Scion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
MDC,
Throbbing Gristle,
Trumans Water,
Jawbox,
Circle Jerks,
Moss Icon,
Frankie Knuckles,
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.