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 Malaysia and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Banda Bassotti to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 oboe and a spring reverb 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 rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
E-Dancer,
Adolescents,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boz Scaggs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Shoche,
June Days,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yazoo,
Archie Shepp,
Angry Samoans,
Harmonia,
Byron Stingily,
Saccharine Trust,
Delta 5,
Kenny Larkin,
The Red Krayola,
Eli Mardock,
Aswad,
Bronski Beat,
the Swans,
Bootsy Collins,
Con Funk Shun,
The Beau Brummels,
Nas,
Au Pairs,
Whodini,
The Barracudas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ludus,
The Monochrome Set,
The Litter,
Y Pants,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Moon,
Carl Craig,
Deepchord,
Iggy Pop,
The Fall,
Jeff Mills,
Alison Limerick,
Faraquet,
Marcia Griffiths,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bill Near,
Easy Going,
Icehouse,
The Cramps,
The Music Machine,
Drive Like Jehu,
Steve Hackett,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Maurizio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sarah Menescal,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Flag,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.