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 Albania and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pylon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Nils Olav,
Swans,
Boredoms,
Sandy B,
Sarah Menescal,
Wally Richardson,
Mantronix,
Sex Pistols,
Black Bananas,
James White and The Blacks,
Rufus Thomas,
Grauzone,
Wire,
The Slits,
In Retrospect,
The Standells,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Monolake,
Inner City,
The Sound,
Excepter,
The Mummies,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wasted Youth,
Interpol,
the Association,
Brothers Johnson,
Crime,
Au Pairs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skarface,
Nick Fraelich,
LL Cool J,
Rhythm & Sound,
DJ Sneak,
John Foxx,
Mission of Burma,
Malaria!,
Kayak,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crispy Ambulance,
MC5,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Wyatt,
The Associates,
Make Up,
The Mojo Men,
The Blues Magoos,
Peter and Kerry,
Don Cherry,
Donny Hathaway,
Faust,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jacob Miller,
The Grass Roots,
China Crisis,
Y Pants,
Josef K,
Fluxion,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.