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 Tanzania and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the rock 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Josef K,
Letta Mbulu,
Popol Vuh,
Bill Wells,
The Move,
Cameo,
Matthew Bourne,
Shuggie Otis,
Al Stewart,
The Electric Prunes,
The Vogues,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Peter & Gordon,
Minny Pops,
Massinfluence,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Organ,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
David Axelrod,
Byron Stingily,
Brick,
Vladislav Delay,
Isaac Hayes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Görl,
D'Angelo,
A Certain Ratio,
Boredoms,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rosa Yemen,
Oneida,
Terrestrial Tones,
AZ,
Kas Product,
The Birthday Party,
The Count Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Prince Buster,
The Saints,
Tears for Fears,
The Index,
Moebius,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sun Ra,
Camouflage,
Grandmaster Flash,
The New Christs,
The Cowsills,
Infiniti,
The Smiths,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Zapp,
Sarah Menescal,
Masters at Work,
Piero Umiliani,
Barry Ungar,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.