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 Chile and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Gang of Four to the jazz 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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,
Scientists,
Shuggie Otis,
The Modern Lovers,
Jawbox,
Sun City Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
FM Einheit,
Mantronix,
LL Cool J,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Laurel Aitken,
The Monks,
Henry Cow,
Silicon Teens,
Vladislav Delay,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bluetip,
Adolescents,
Joyce Sims,
Moby Grape,
Graham Central Station,
China Crisis,
John Cale,
Nation of Ulysses,
John Foxx,
Nirvana,
The Velvet Underground,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
UT,
Outsiders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Anthony Braxton,
Youth Brigade,
A Certain Ratio,
Television,
Carl Craig,
Arab on Radar,
Sparks,
Symarip,
Alphaville,
The Skatalites,
Interpol,
Warsaw,
Surgeon,
Smog,
the Slits,
Brick,
Archie Shepp,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Reed,
Main Source,
The Moleskins,
The Barracudas,
Sight & Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Zapp,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.