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 Bangladesh and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Flash Fearless to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes 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 sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Absolute Body Control,
Robert Wyatt,
David Bowie,
Thompson Twins,
Pussy Galore,
June Days,
Dawn Penn,
a-ha,
Altered Images,
Sixth Finger,
Cybotron,
The Moleskins,
Wings,
T.S.O.L.,
Von Mondo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Happenings,
One Last Wish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crash Course in Science,
Lindisfarne,
Fugazi,
Moebius,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Talk Talk,
Albert Ayler,
Second Layer,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Steve Hackett,
Gong,
Delta 5,
Josef K,
Index,
Piero Umiliani,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fugs,
Flipper,
Monolake,
Warsaw,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Half Japanese,
Siglo XX,
Hot Snakes,
Lou Christie,
Charles Mingus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Icehouse,
Terry Callier,
Warren Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
June of 44,
Darondo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joey Negro,
Kenny Larkin,
The Selecter,
Boz Scaggs,
Parry Music,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.