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 Bulgaria and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jeru the Damaja to the electroclash 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blancmange,
Idris Muhammad,
Jerry's Kids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Offenders,
Public Enemy,
The Music Machine,
Banda Bassotti,
Royal Trux,
The Pop Group,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Stooges,
OOIOO,
Gong,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Flesh Eaters,
Todd Terry,
Crash Course in Science,
Susan Cadogan,
The Searchers,
Motorama,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Chrome,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers,
Essential Logic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Chris Corsano,
Eric Dolphy,
Juan Atkins,
ABBA,
Nirvana,
Josef K,
Graham Central Station,
The Alarm Clocks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Infiniti,
Slick Rick,
The Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Accadde A,
New Age Steppers,
Fluxion,
The Count Five,
Eve St. Jones,
Camberwell Now,
Youth Brigade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Audionom,
Ten City,
Brothers Johnson,
Vladislav Delay,
Terry Callier,
La Düsseldorf,
The United States of America,
The American Breed,
The Monochrome Set,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.