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 Mozambique and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe 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 Dawn Penn to the techno 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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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,
Young Marble Giants,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thee Headcoats,
Camberwell Now,
The Modern Lovers,
Toni Rubio,
Duran Duran,
Hot Snakes,
Visage,
Albert Ayler,
Brand Nubian,
Lucky Dragons,
Scratch Acid,
Morten Harket,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mission of Burma,
Mars,
Gang Green,
Eric Dolphy,
Jacob Miller,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Birthday Party,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Remains,
Reagan Youth,
Rosa Yemen,
Scan 7,
OOIOO,
World's Most,
Desert Stars,
Excepter,
Rapeman,
UT,
Skriet,
Matthew Halsall,
Barrington Levy,
The Sound,
T.S.O.L.,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kenny Larkin,
Essential Logic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oneida,
The Velvet Underground,
Joy Division,
The Gun Club,
Altered Images,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deakin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tres Demented,
David McCallum,
The Angels of Light,
The Shadows of Knight,
Malaria!,
Minnie Riperton,
Fat Boys,
Boredoms,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.