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 Denmark and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the grime 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Section 25,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Prince Buster,
Tommy Roe,
the Slits,
Robert Wyatt,
The Birthday Party,
Oblivians,
The Buckinghams,
LL Cool J,
Moby Grape,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marine Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fall,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neil Young,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Smog,
Pere Ubu,
Todd Terry,
Audionom,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rod Modell,
PIL,
Quantec,
Drexciya,
Althea and Donna,
the Soft Cell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Colin Newman,
Grey Daturas,
Scan 7,
Bush Tetras,
The Tremeloes,
Sun Ra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marmalade,
The Monochrome Set,
U.S. Maple,
B.T. Express,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Görl,
The Human League,
Fad Gadget,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fire Engines,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Kinks,
The Count Five,
Man Eating Sloth,
Thee Headcoats,
Wire,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grauzone,
Khruangbin,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.