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 Cyprus and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lower 48 to the funk 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet 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 mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Motorama,
John Coltrane,
Scan 7,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yaz,
Oblivians,
Negative Approach,
Susan Cadogan,
Moss Icon,
Metal Thangz,
The Golliwogs,
Pulsallama,
Eddi Front,
Agent Orange,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The New Christs,
The Count Five,
DNA,
Groovy Waters,
Soft Cell,
Prince Buster,
ABBA,
Byron Stingily,
The Barracudas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Howard Jones,
Pantaleimon,
Funky Four + One,
T.S.O.L.,
UT,
Make Up,
Cal Tjader,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Los Fastidios,
Kaleidoscope,
John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Basic Channel,
Grauzone,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pole,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
E-Dancer,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sight & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Arab on Radar,
John Lydon,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Human League,
Ultra Naté,
Rosa Yemen,
These Immortal Souls,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.