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 Lebanon and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rosa Yemen to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
Albert Ayler,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scott Walker,
Vainqueur,
Sixth Finger,
These Immortal Souls,
Shoche,
The Gladiators,
Nirvana,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Green,
Lyres,
Animal Collective,
Thompson Twins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bluetip,
Dennis Brown,
Chris & Cosey,
Adolescents,
The Fuzztones,
The Barracudas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Blues Magoos,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Liliput,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Henry Cow,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lungfish,
The Five Americans,
Main Source,
Qualms,
Neil Young,
The Blackbyrds,
Prince Buster,
Barry Ungar,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Aural Exciters,
Pole,
Half Japanese,
The Skatalites,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ponytail,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cramps,
Jerry's Kids,
Maurizio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Starr,
Young Marble Giants,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sun City Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bauhaus,
David Bowie,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.