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 Paraguay and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Glenn Branca to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soft Machine,
Alice Coltrane,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Oneida,
Lucky Dragons,
Public Image Ltd.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pere Ubu,
Sugar Minott,
David McCallum,
The Divine Comedy,
Man Parrish,
Davy DMX,
Connie Case,
Dawn Penn,
The Cowsills,
Babytalk,
Underground Resistance,
Crooked Eye,
X-101,
Deepchord,
Mandrill,
Oblivians,
Donald Byrd,
The Motions,
KRS-One,
Byron Stingily,
Judy Mowatt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Andrew Hill,
Animal Collective,
10cc,
The Moleskins,
Tubeway Army,
Funkadelic,
The Busters,
Liliput,
Bill Wells,
Electric Prunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacques Brel,
Youth Brigade,
Scion,
Mary Jane Girls,
Section 25,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
JFA,
The Velvet Underground,
Wire,
UT,
Hasil Adkins,
June Days,
Jacob Miller,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Five Americans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chris Corsano,
Franke,
Subhumans,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.