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 Latvia and from Mumbai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Doors to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bang On A Can,
L. Decosne,
Sun Ra,
Aswad,
Young Marble Giants,
the Soft Cell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ornette Coleman,
Aloha Tigers,
KRS-One,
John Coltrane,
Lungfish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joyce Sims,
Average White Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camberwell Now,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-101,
Underground Resistance,
Jandek,
the Germs,
Hot Snakes,
Babytalk,
Fad Gadget,
Kayak,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slackers,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fortunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Blackbyrds,
The Walker Brothers,
Minny Pops,
Rhythm & Sound,
Parry Music,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Radio Birdman,
Sarah Menescal,
Scion,
Livin' Joy,
The Evens,
Gang Starr,
Amon Düül,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Swell Maps,
Monks,
Das Ding,
Chris & Cosey,
Yellowson,
Dave Gahan,
Make Up,
Suicide,
Bush Tetras,
Sun City Girls,
48th St. Collective,
Moby Grape,
Eddi Front,
The Kinks,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.