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 Nepal and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gong to the electroclash 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator 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 güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Last Poets,
The Fuzztones,
Swell Maps,
Organ,
Lyres,
Deepchord,
Eric Copeland,
Jeff Mills,
Rakim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Das Ding,
Rod Modell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Erasure,
Scott Walker,
Fela Kuti,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DJ Style,
Nas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lakeside,
Sonny Sharrock,
Josef K,
Heaven 17,
Bobby Byrd,
The Moleskins,
Donny Hathaway,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chrome,
Essential Logic,
Lucky Dragons,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Parry Music,
Soft Machine,
Sister Nancy,
Agent Orange,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Main Source,
Boz Scaggs,
Brand Nubian,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cameo,
Blake Baxter,
China Crisis,
Pole,
Tommy Roe,
Max Romeo,
Skaos,
The Slackers,
Moebius,
Unwound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Carl Craig,
Saccharine Trust,
The Invisible,
Swans,
The Flesh Eaters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Monks,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.