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 Morocco and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Make Up to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Monolake,
Outsiders,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Litter,
the Association,
DJ Sneak,
Yusef Lateef,
World's Most,
Popol Vuh,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roy Ayers,
EPMD,
Minor Threat,
Make Up,
Judy Mowatt,
Little Man,
Hashim,
Camberwell Now,
Pantaleimon,
Ten City,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Residents,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Saints,
Ponytail,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mantronix,
The Black Dice,
Juan Atkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Chrome,
Fluxion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cramps,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sällskapet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jeff Lynne,
The Happenings,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Eddi Front,
Nico,
Tom Boy,
Lower 48,
The Busters,
X-101,
The Smoke,
The Vogues,
cv313,
The Cure,
The Fall,
Boz Scaggs,
X-Ray Spex,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cowsills,
Lou Christie,
China Crisis,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.