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 Greece and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Darondo to the rock 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Moon,
The Doors,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gap Band,
The Move,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soft Cell,
Kayak,
The Gun Club,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ronan,
The Buckinghams,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yusef Lateef,
Saccharine Trust,
Stereo Dub,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aaron Thompson,
June of 44,
Roxy Music,
Harry Pussy,
The Searchers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Icehouse,
The Moody Blues,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gladiators,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lalann,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mad Mike,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Excepter,
The Barracudas,
Zapp,
Quantec,
Lou Reed,
Camouflage,
Essential Logic,
ABC,
Andrew Hill,
Malaria!,
David Axelrod,
The Count Five,
Neu!,
Parry Music,
Bronski Beat,
FM Einheit,
Jeff Mills,
Von Mondo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
R.M.O.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Young Marble Giants,
Theoretical Girls,
Gong,
The Monochrome Set,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.