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 Eritrea and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Monks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe 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 linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Flag,
ABC,
Make Up,
Mandrill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Trumans Water,
The Dirtbombs,
The Walker Brothers,
Mr. Review,
Terrestrial Tones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jeru the Damaja,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Los Fastidios,
Yellowson,
Kool Moe Dee,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Unwound,
Hoover,
Glambeats Corp.,
Circle Jerks,
Arthur Verocai,
Bush Tetras,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soft Cell,
The Cure,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
OOIOO,
Nils Olav,
Wally Richardson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gong,
Andrew Hill,
Lightning Bolt,
Robert Görl,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fat Boys,
Derrick May,
Adolescents,
Malaria!,
Kas Product,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cybotron,
The Busters,
ABBA,
10cc,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wolf Eyes,
kango's stein massive,
a-ha,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Idris Muhammad,
Boz Scaggs,
Chris Corsano,
Sun City Girls,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.