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 Malaysia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Accadde A to the crunk 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cramps,
the Sonics,
Juan Atkins,
Cymande,
Warsaw,
Agitation Free,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Oblivians,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Qualms,
Young Marble Giants,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gang of Four,
Neil Young,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soft Machine,
Brass Construction,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Althea and Donna,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gil Scott Heron,
Skriet,
Jawbox,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pagans,
Graham Central Station,
Agent Orange,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeff Lynne,
Don Cherry,
Aloha Tigers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Invisible,
Arab on Radar,
The Slits,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Slackers,
Moby Grape,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gap Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Bar-Kays,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Black Dice,
Technova,
Rosa Yemen,
Cluster,
Nas,
Interpol,
Groovy Waters,
Basic Channel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry's Kids,
Lakeside,
Donny Hathaway,
Mars,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.