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 Macedonia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Zapp to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer 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 guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Mars,
The Detroit Cobras,
Basic Channel,
Gabor Szabo,
Banda Bassotti,
The Smiths,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sex Pistols,
Flash Fearless,
Joey Negro,
Arab on Radar,
Zapp,
Swans,
Morten Harket,
Deakin,
Symarip,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Unwound,
Ten City,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Los Fastidios,
Sexual Harrassment,
Au Pairs,
Circle Jerks,
Sun Ra,
John Cale,
The Human League,
The Seeds,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker,
The Vogues,
Arthur Verocai,
Throbbing Gristle,
CMW,
Todd Terry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kayak,
Quando Quango,
Bluetip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wally Richardson,
Freddie Wadling,
Inner City,
Motorama,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
Delta 5,
Connie Case,
Michelle Simonal,
PIL,
Massinfluence,
Chris Corsano,
The Buckinghams,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sällskapet,
The Last Poets,
Monks,
Kaleidoscope,
Bill Near,
Angry Samoans,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.