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 Uganda and from Taipei.
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 Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ludus to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Sherman,
The Searchers,
Robert Hood,
Yazoo,
The Slackers,
Chris Corsano,
Crispian St. Peters,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sonic Youth,
Soul II Soul,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Graham Central Station,
The Invisible,
Brothers Johnson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ohio Players,
Bush Tetras,
Jerry's Kids,
Rod Modell,
Lower 48,
Curtis Mayfield,
Howard Jones,
Deadbeat,
Kaleidoscope,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grauzone,
Monks,
Swans,
Henry Cow,
Piero Umiliani,
Echospace,
Popol Vuh,
Malaria!,
Matthew Halsall,
Jandek,
Albert Ayler,
Terry Callier,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Divine Comedy,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mojo Men,
Young Marble Giants,
Freddie Wadling,
Gerry Rafferty,
Half Japanese,
Aswad,
Cymande,
The New Christs,
Kayak,
The Dirtbombs,
Barbara Tucker,
Patti Smith,
Rakim,
Sixth Finger,
Reuben Wilson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sun Ra,
The Last Poets,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.