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 Kenya and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Litter to the grunge 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Standells,
David Bowie,
The Human League,
Thompson Twins,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Swans,
Average White Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jawbox,
Nils Olav,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bluetip,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yellowson,
Talk Talk,
Mad Mike,
Aaron Thompson,
Sight & Sound,
Panda Bear,
Cheater Slicks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Beau Brummels,
Be Bop Deluxe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Skarface,
Todd Rundgren,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ossler,
Ultravox,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Pus,
The United States of America,
Massinfluence,
Depeche Mode,
Sarah Menescal,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Soft Cell,
Ultra Naté,
Underground Resistance,
Ohio Players,
Parry Music,
Saccharine Trust,
John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Selecter,
PIL,
DJ Style,
Gang Gang Dance,
David Axelrod,
Rites of Spring,
Kayak,
Zero Boys,
Los Fastidios,
K-Klass,
Quando Quango,
Scrapy,
Bootsy Collins,
Technova,
The Happenings,
Clear Light,
Swell Maps,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.