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 Malta and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 World's Most to the techno 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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Agent Orange,
Warren Ellis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Newcleus,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Fortunes,
Derrick May,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
kango's stein massive,
Cheater Slicks,
Joe Smooth,
The Kinks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool Moe Dee,
Juan Atkins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Malaria!,
Desert Stars,
The Gladiators,
The Leaves,
Black Sheep,
Fluxion,
The Pretty Things,
Jeru the Damaja,
Second Layer,
Sight & Sound,
Altered Images,
Nico,
Circle Jerks,
Ludus,
Howard Jones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chrome,
New Age Steppers,
A Certain Ratio,
Khruangbin,
ABBA,
Peter and Kerry,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Green,
The Smiths,
Eli Mardock,
Masters at Work,
Tears for Fears,
The Move,
China Crisis,
Al Stewart,
Guru Guru,
The Divine Comedy,
Bluetip,
Nas,
10cc,
Schoolly D,
Roger Hodgson,
Aloha Tigers,
Quadrant,
Deepchord,
Reuben Wilson,
Eve St. Jones,
Ossler,
Don Cherry,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.