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 Madagascar and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 UT to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Flesh Eaters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yellowson,
Crime,
Scratch Acid,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Excepter,
The Offenders,
Hoover,
Grey Daturas,
The Slits,
Kurtis Blow,
The Seeds,
Desert Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
48th St. Collective,
Alton Ellis,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nico,
Dorothy Ashby,
Harmonia,
Jeru the Damaja,
Audionom,
New York Dolls,
The Pretty Things,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Absolute Body Control,
Surgeon,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerri Chandler,
The Count Five,
Das Ding,
The Busters,
Cal Tjader,
Cymande,
the Sonics,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The J.B.'s,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Wyatt,
In Retrospect,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Stooges,
The United States of America,
Tears for Fears,
Joy Division,
Eddi Front,
The Dead C,
Aloha Tigers,
Scientists,
The Modern Lovers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Lydon,
Young Marble Giants,
The Durutti Column,
Massinfluence,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Make Up,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.