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 Uganda and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 cv313 to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Hutcherson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Swans,
Rufus Thomas,
Lyres,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Audionom,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nirvana,
Electric Prunes,
Freddie Wadling,
Ice-T,
June of 44,
One Last Wish,
Anakelly,
Fear,
Archie Shepp,
Ultra Naté,
Severed Heads,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television,
The Index,
Hashim,
Sound Behaviour,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Flag,
Gabor Szabo,
Ponytail,
Barry Ungar,
Deepchord,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Normal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dave Gahan,
The Five Americans,
Amon Düül,
Joe Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Neil Young,
Lakeside,
Cymande,
Sun Ra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Outsiders,
Shoche,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kaleidoscope,
Reagan Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Easy Going,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Copeland,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Clear Light,
Black Bananas,
Cluster,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.