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 Vanuatu and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Sound Behaviour to the punk 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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,
The Grass Roots,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DNA,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Easy Going,
The Techniques,
Sun City Girls,
Minor Threat,
Gang Gang Dance,
Moby Grape,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Janne Schatter,
Roxy Music,
The Names,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sarah Menescal,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pagans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Young Marble Giants,
The Toasters,
Ohio Players,
The American Breed,
OOIOO,
Lyres,
Thompson Twins,
Crooked Eye,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Leonard Cohen,
Rotary Connection,
The Wake,
Bang On A Can,
Qualms,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Soft Cell,
Lindisfarne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Royal Trux,
Bronski Beat,
The Selecter,
Lungfish,
Pussy Galore,
X-102,
The Smiths,
Sam Rivers,
PIL,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Standells,
Ken Boothe,
David McCallum,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Niagra,
Faust,
Alphaville,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pet Shop Boys,
U.S. Maple,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.