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 Iceland and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bluetip to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Babytalk,
Althea and Donna,
DNA,
Bad Manners,
Ultra Naté,
James White and The Blacks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Residents,
The Durutti Column,
Model 500,
The Dead C,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wally Richardson,
The Detroit Cobras,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yaz,
Robert Wyatt,
T.S.O.L.,
Sonic Youth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
MC5,
Heaven 17,
CMW,
Barbara Tucker,
Sight & Sound,
Junior Murvin,
Rakim,
Skarface,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New Order,
Agitation Free,
Severed Heads,
Average White Band,
The Techniques,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Silicon Teens,
The Cure,
The Evens,
Lyres,
Colin Newman,
Marc Almond,
Morten Harket,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kayak,
The Vogues,
Unwound,
The Seeds,
Supertramp,
Albert Ayler,
Little Man,
Roger Hodgson,
Jeff Mills,
John Lydon,
Eric Copeland,
Nirvana,
Fear,
The Gladiators,
the Germs,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.