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 Egypt and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Smoke to the electroclash 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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,
Janne Schatter,
Severed Heads,
Sun Ra,
Deakin,
Tubeway Army,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eddi Front,
Unrelated Segments,
Bluetip,
Oblivians,
Los Fastidios,
Marvin Gaye,
Grandmaster Flash,
MC5,
Cheater Slicks,
Sight & Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Excepter,
Derrick Morgan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lakeside,
Roxy Music,
LL Cool J,
Soulsonic Force,
The Trojans,
Aswad,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gregory Isaacs,
These Immortal Souls,
Stetsasonic,
Ossler,
The Selecter,
The Star Department,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roger Hodgson,
Flash Fearless,
Dark Day,
Japan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Robert Hood,
Malaria!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Judy Mowatt,
Cluster,
Skaos,
Leonard Cohen,
Camouflage,
Ultra Naté,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Das Ding,
John Holt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Q65,
The Invisible,
Erasure,
Bauhaus,
Hardrive,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.