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 Qatar and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 DNA to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lower 48,
Kerri Chandler,
Clear Light,
Neil Young,
The American Breed,
Essential Logic,
The Searchers,
Minnie Riperton,
Bluetip,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rites of Spring,
The Neon Judgement,
John Coltrane,
Slick Rick,
Mo-Dettes,
Isaac Hayes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Radiopuhelimet,
Graham Central Station,
Kenny Larkin,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fuzztones,
The Red Krayola,
Organ,
Rekid,
Shoche,
Jawbox,
Marc Almond,
Hot Snakes,
The Standells,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Sonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang Green,
Eric B and Rakim,
Magma,
Grey Daturas,
Goldenarms,
Joe Smooth,
Deakin,
Roxy Music,
Josef K,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Loose Ends,
Rufus Thomas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Suburban Knight,
Gichy Dan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sun Ra,
the Normal,
Peter and Kerry,
The Modern Lovers,
Sister Nancy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amon Düül II,
Make Up,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.