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 New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flipper to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crooked Eye,
Minor Threat,
the Human League,
The Slackers,
The Durutti Column,
Newcleus,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Green,
Fad Gadget,
Gabor Szabo,
Marc Almond,
Thompson Twins,
Moebius,
Black Sheep,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Sherman,
Tears for Fears,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brand Nubian,
Q and Not U,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Barracudas,
Yaz,
Sun City Girls,
Moby Grape,
The Human League,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Half Japanese,
Silicon Teens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rites of Spring,
Bill Near,
CMW,
The Evens,
Average White Band,
The Gap Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Ossler,
Glenn Branca,
Con Funk Shun,
Skaos,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Connie Case,
Grauzone,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
Carl Craig,
The Mummies,
Rod Modell,
John Lydon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gil Scott Heron,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.