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 Gabon and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Index to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a chamberlin 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 arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
The Remains,
Delta 5,
Graham Central Station,
Freddie Wadling,
Hoover,
Lungfish,
Jeff Mills,
Nik Kershaw,
Deadbeat,
Arab on Radar,
Eurythmics,
Surgeon,
Monolake,
10cc,
The Offenders,
Wolf Eyes,
Barrington Levy,
The Gap Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Oblivians,
Scan 7,
Pole,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gun Club,
The Last Poets,
Ten City,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rakim,
The Kinks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Intrusion,
New York Dolls,
Stiv Bators,
Mantronix,
Mars,
Lakeside,
Soft Machine,
Make Up,
Silicon Teens,
Morten Harket,
Whodini,
Archie Shepp,
Johnny Clarke,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bluetip,
Maurizio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Slackers,
Dead Boys,
Lyres,
Wally Richardson,
Audionom,
The United States of America,
The Slits,
The Fall,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nils Olav,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.