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 Yemen and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Howard Jones to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ 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 a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The American Breed,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eric Dolphy,
Fluxion,
Technova,
Basic Channel,
Erasure,
The Divine Comedy,
Moss Icon,
Sugar Minott,
The Mummies,
PIL,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delta 5,
Lower 48,
Lalann,
Sonic Youth,
Lucky Dragons,
The Real Kids,
Skarface,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Wyatt,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jacob Miller,
The Pretty Things,
Barbara Tucker,
Sex Pistols,
Porter Ricks,
Easy Going,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Gories,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Isaac Hayes,
Silicon Teens,
Aural Exciters,
The Fire Engines,
Average White Band,
David Bowie,
Yaz,
Lungfish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Charles Mingus,
Rekid,
Adolescents,
Soft Machine,
The Dead C,
Depeche Mode,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter & Gordon,
Joensuu 1685,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Motorama,
Rapeman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Surgeon,
Mission of Burma,
The Birthday Party,
The Dirtbombs,
The Velvet Underground,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.