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 Macedonia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Peter & Gordon to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tomorrow,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Swans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
This Heat,
The Trojans,
The J.B.'s,
Curtis Mayfield,
Maleditus Sound,
The Slits,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalann,
Cameo,
Fugazi,
Organ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eric Dolphy,
Derrick Morgan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Standells,
The Music Machine,
the Normal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Doors,
China Crisis,
Quando Quango,
Massinfluence,
The Invisible,
The Blues Magoos,
The Remains,
the Sonics,
Eli Mardock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Star Department,
The Electric Prunes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Outsiders,
Albert Ayler,
Stereo Dub,
Man Eating Sloth,
Funkadelic,
Archie Shepp,
Amon Düül II,
Metal Thangz,
The Young Rascals,
Liliput,
Mark Hollis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Anakelly,
The Dirtbombs,
EPMD,
Kayak,
Grey Daturas,
Freddie Wadling,
DJ Style,
Groovy Waters,
Brass Construction,
Bob Dylan,
Livin' Joy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.