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 Antigua and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ 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 Das Ding to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Bar-Kays,
The Young Rascals,
Fluxion,
Q and Not U,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bob Dylan,
Erykah Badu,
The Kinks,
Delta 5,
Unwound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kevin Saunderson,
A Certain Ratio,
Jacques Brel,
June Days,
The Cramps,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Popol Vuh,
the Swans,
Arab on Radar,
Shoche,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Moleskins,
Goldenarms,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Chrome,
Bizarre Inc.,
Interpol,
Lucky Dragons,
Japan,
The Sound,
KRS-One,
Tim Buckley,
Aswad,
The Velvet Underground,
The Count Five,
Jawbox,
The Monochrome Set,
The Index,
Robert Wyatt,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Skarface,
Lower 48,
Ultra Naté,
Vainqueur,
Barrington Levy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gong,
Livin' Joy,
JFA,
Grey Daturas,
The Angels of Light,
Chris & Cosey,
FM Einheit,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun Ra,
The Zeros,
Godley & Creme,
Sällskapet,
D'Angelo,
Roger Hodgson,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.