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 Portugal and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin 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 Rod Modell to the dance 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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb 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 spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flipper,
Henry Cow,
The Names,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gabor Szabo,
R.M.O.,
Suburban Knight,
Big Daddy Kane,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ice-T,
Funkadelic,
Minor Threat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Television Personalities,
June of 44,
Monolake,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Coltrane,
Amon Düül,
Moss Icon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Qualms,
Accadde A,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Saints,
X-102,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultravox,
Clear Light,
Brothers Johnson,
Section 25,
The Smoke,
Joensuu 1685,
Cymande,
Gang of Four,
Stereo Dub,
Flash Fearless,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soft Cell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Electric Prunes,
Parry Music,
The Residents,
The Vogues,
Quadrant,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Piero Umiliani,
Quantec,
Soul II Soul,
The J.B.'s,
Lakeside,
Ossler,
Stiv Bators,
FM Einheit,
Bauhaus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Warsaw,
LL Cool J,
Ronnie Foster,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.