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 Turkey and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Half Japanese to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Slits,
Johnny Osbourne,
T.S.O.L.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blake Baxter,
The Busters,
Black Pus,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Real Kids,
Jimmy McGriff,
Niagra,
The Smoke,
Traffic Nightmare,
DJ Style,
Public Image Ltd.,
Accadde A,
Smog,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Misunderstood,
Gichy Dan,
Black Bananas,
Quantec,
Chris Corsano,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yellowson,
Sugar Minott,
The Shadows of Knight,
Danielle Patucci,
Nas,
Althea and Donna,
Roxette,
The Black Dice,
Blossom Toes,
Saccharine Trust,
Erykah Badu,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Pop Group,
Minny Pops,
Funkadelic,
Connie Case,
Drive Like Jehu,
Patti Smith,
MDC,
Tres Demented,
New Order,
Toni Rubio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deepchord,
The Standells,
Juan Atkins,
Judy Mowatt,
Japan,
Laurel Aitken,
Fluxion,
The American Breed,
Ice-T,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.