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 Burkina and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 the Soft Cell 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Oneida,
The Gories,
Sparks,
Joyce Sims,
Morten Harket,
Surgeon,
U.S. Maple,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Barry Ungar,
The Divine Comedy,
Wally Richardson,
Reagan Youth,
Godley & Creme,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bill Wells,
Boredoms,
JFA,
Reuben Wilson,
Minny Pops,
Los Fastidios,
Ultra Naté,
Jacob Miller,
Khruangbin,
The Fire Engines,
Country Teasers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soft Cell,
Ohio Players,
Marine Girls,
Television Personalities,
AZ,
Suicide,
Tres Demented,
Amazonics,
Nils Olav,
Underground Resistance,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sound,
Niagra,
World's Most,
Lalo Schifrin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Unwound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
48th St. Collective,
James White and The Blacks,
Vladislav Delay,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scientists,
Flash Fearless,
Second Layer,
Connie Case,
Kurtis Blow,
The Slits,
Ornette Coleman,
Danielle Patucci,
John Cale,
Desert Stars,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.