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 Ireland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar 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 Black Sheep to the rap 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar 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 guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Magazine,
Nico,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fuzztones,
R.M.O.,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hasil Adkins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soul II Soul,
The J.B.'s,
Fat Boys,
The Cramps,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Womack,
Nik Kershaw,
Ronnie Foster,
Arthur Verocai,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ken Boothe,
Radiohead,
Andrew Hill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Youth Brigade,
Lyres,
Pantaleimon,
the Bar-Kays,
Lungfish,
Morten Harket,
John Foxx,
Fatback Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Mark Hollis,
The Beau Brummels,
Sixth Finger,
The Real Kids,
Lakeside,
X-101,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Kinks,
Sun Ra,
The Cowsills,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Smiths,
PIL,
John Cale,
Mission of Burma,
The New Christs,
The Star Department,
The Barracudas,
Dual Sessions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Fire Engines,
Kaleidoscope,
Buzzcocks,
Ultravox,
Dorothy Ashby,
Electric Light Orchestra,
David Axelrod,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.