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 Ethiopia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Shoche to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cameo,
Roxette,
Boogie Down Productions,
Magma,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Minutemen,
Scientists,
The Velvet Underground,
John Lydon,
Kayak,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mars,
Boz Scaggs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stiv Bators,
Essential Logic,
Rod Modell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aswad,
Godley & Creme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Procol Harum,
Moby Grape,
the Germs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Curtis Mayfield,
Spandau Ballet,
Jacques Brel,
DJ Style,
Black Flag,
Public Enemy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Motions,
Black Bananas,
Roger Hodgson,
Sonic Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sandy B,
The Skatalites,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ronan,
the Normal,
Malaria!,
Excepter,
Wire,
Sam Rivers,
Popol Vuh,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Green,
Circle Jerks,
Funkadelic,
Harmonia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Selecter,
This Heat,
Lightning Bolt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blossom Toes,
Shuggie Otis,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.