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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Amon Düül II to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joyce Sims,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sun City Girls,
Can,
Royal Trux,
Gabor Szabo,
Janne Schatter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Negative Approach,
Metal Thangz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Talk Talk,
Skaos,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultravox,
Qualms,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Arab on Radar,
Black Sheep,
Main Source,
Eden Ahbez,
Glambeats Corp.,
Funkadelic,
Kas Product,
Minor Threat,
Nas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang of Four,
Faraquet,
Eric Dolphy,
Rites of Spring,
Fat Boys,
Lungfish,
Steve Hackett,
The Moody Blues,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Moleskins,
Ice-T,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul II Soul,
Bronski Beat,
Eli Mardock,
Danielle Patucci,
Eric Copeland,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rufus Thomas,
Scan 7,
Dead Boys,
Howard Jones,
Ten City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Thompson Twins,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker,
Scratch Acid,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.