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 Brazil and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 DJ Style to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson 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,
Rod Modell,
Charles Mingus,
Alison Limerick,
Sun Ra,
Idris Muhammad,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soft Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Carl Craig,
Crime,
T.S.O.L.,
Groovy Waters,
Ronan,
Gang Starr,
Ten City,
Tom Boy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eurythmics,
Swans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Womack,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Associates,
Sonny Sharrock,
Los Fastidios,
Pulsallama,
Roy Ayers,
Silicon Teens,
Bob Dylan,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Fortunes,
the Swans,
F. McDonald,
MDC,
Soul Sonic Force,
Michelle Simonal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Boz Scaggs,
Sugar Minott,
Dark Day,
Unwound,
R.M.O.,
Spoonie Gee,
Lower 48,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Faust,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scientists,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
The Cramps,
Underground Resistance,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Simply Red,
The Cowsills,
Ice-T,
The Beau Brummels,
Malaria!,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.