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 Madagascar and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Matthew Halsall to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Pus,
Loose Ends,
Hoover,
Marvin Gaye,
Crime,
Fela Kuti,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Second Layer,
Albert Ayler,
The Trojans,
Sister Nancy,
John Foxx,
Chris & Cosey,
Eurythmics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Man Parrish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mission of Burma,
New Order,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grey Daturas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Hot Snakes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thee Headcoats,
Sexual Harrassment,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
One Last Wish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angry Samoans,
Quantec,
The Black Dice,
Josef K,
Max Romeo,
The Fall,
Masters at Work,
Derrick Morgan,
Nils Olav,
Joe Finger,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bad Manners,
Cameo,
X-101,
Bluetip,
Eric Copeland,
Von Mondo,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Toni Rubio,
Nirvana,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Index,
The Tremeloes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Easy Going,
Jacob Miller,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.