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 Vietnam and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rap 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ 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 chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
The Monochrome Set,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Surgeon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Toni Rubio,
Sugar Minott,
David Bowie,
Erykah Badu,
The Knickerbockers,
Livin' Joy,
Connie Case,
Black Bananas,
Joey Negro,
The Skatalites,
OOIOO,
Schoolly D,
Rapeman,
Danielle Patucci,
Buzzcocks,
Tim Buckley,
Brand Nubian,
ABC,
Drexciya,
Qualms,
Bluetip,
The Toasters,
Juan Atkins,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Starr,
The Smiths,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quadrant,
The Saints,
Radio Birdman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mandrill,
Nils Olav,
The Gladiators,
Desert Stars,
Gichy Dan,
Jesper Dahlback,
June Days,
The Victims,
The Move,
Das Ding,
The Black Dice,
The Cowsills,
Scratch Acid,
Delta 5,
Wolf Eyes,
Sarah Menescal,
Model 500,
Terrestrial Tones,
Carl Craig,
John Cale,
8 Eyed Spy,
Reuben Wilson,
Lightning Bolt,
Blancmange,
Aloha Tigers,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.