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 Solomon Islands and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Birthday Party to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a clarinet 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 arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Depeche Mode,
Shuggie Otis,
K-Klass,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jeff Lynne,
Pantaleimon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alison Limerick,
Vainqueur,
Eric Dolphy,
Gabor Szabo,
Erasure,
the Sonics,
Colin Newman,
Schoolly D,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
A Certain Ratio,
Icehouse,
Underground Resistance,
Quantec,
Royal Trux,
The Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Stereo Dub,
Deadbeat,
Patti Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Curtis Mayfield,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sugar Minott,
Eden Ahbez,
The Birthday Party,
The Gap Band,
Monolake,
FM Einheit,
The Raincoats,
Rapeman,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ludus,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lebanon Hanover,
Traffic Nightmare,
E-Dancer,
Aural Exciters,
The Stooges,
The Golliwogs,
Nick Fraelich,
Amon Düül,
The Gun Club,
Easy Going,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Human League,
The Gladiators,
Godley & Creme,
Rekid,
Sam Rivers,
Sun City Girls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.