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 Tuvalu and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet 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 Agitation Free to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donald Byrd,
Fluxion,
The Sonics,
Barry Ungar,
Sam Rivers,
Metal Thangz,
X-Ray Spex,
Al Stewart,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ken Boothe,
The Trojans,
Brass Construction,
Soul Sonic Force,
Warsaw,
David Axelrod,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Moleskins,
Desert Stars,
The Toasters,
Glenn Branca,
Bootsy Collins,
Donny Hathaway,
Eden Ahbez,
Skarface,
The Saints,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Oneida,
David McCallum,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Isaac Hayes,
Alton Ellis,
Carl Craig,
Freddie Wadling,
Harmonia,
Drive Like Jehu,
T. Rex,
Marine Girls,
Marmalade,
Hashim,
A Certain Ratio,
Kerri Chandler,
Grandmaster Flash,
10cc,
CMW,
The United States of America,
OOIOO,
Technova,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ludus,
Babytalk,
World's Most,
Yusef Lateef,
Amon Düül,
Warren Ellis,
Ten City,
Arthur Verocai,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.