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 Kenya and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the punk 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
Skaos,
Jeru the Damaja,
Todd Terry,
Soft Cell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oblivians,
The American Breed,
Soul II Soul,
Japan,
Faraquet,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Todd Rundgren,
Anthony Braxton,
The Toasters,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Archie Shepp,
The Human League,
Deadbeat,
Ice-T,
Das Ding,
Howard Jones,
Roger Hodgson,
Iggy Pop,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sällskapet,
Jesper Dahlback,
H. Thieme,
The Gap Band,
Depeche Mode,
Public Enemy,
Fad Gadget,
The Buckinghams,
Model 500,
Tomorrow,
the Slits,
Marmalade,
The Victims,
Gastr Del Sol,
Guru Guru,
Ultra Naté,
UT,
Glambeats Corp.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Newcleus,
Scratch Acid,
The Vogues,
Rufus Thomas,
Monolake,
Throbbing Gristle,
Procol Harum,
Jawbox,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
Erykah Badu,
Silicon Teens,
The Smoke,
Bronski Beat,
The Blues Magoos,
Black Pus,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.