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 Swaziland and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Scientists to the grunge 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Masters at Work,
Hashim,
Wasted Youth,
Severed Heads,
Chris Corsano,
Jesper Dahlback,
Circle Jerks,
World's Most,
Sister Nancy,
Magazine,
The Cowsills,
The Move,
Mary Jane Girls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sunsets and Hearts,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Coltrane,
Buzzcocks,
Fear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terrestrial Tones,
Byron Stingily,
Jeff Mills,
The Last Poets,
Accadde A,
Eve St. Jones,
Cal Tjader,
Hot Snakes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mr. Review,
Kaleidoscope,
Aural Exciters,
Eric Dolphy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
James White and The Blacks,
H. Thieme,
John Holt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Walker Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
Gil Scott Heron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun City Girls,
The Fall,
Negative Approach,
Agent Orange,
La Düsseldorf,
Magma,
Lou Reed,
The Dead C,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dawn Penn,
Zapp,
Subhumans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marine Girls,
Eric Copeland,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.