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 Tonga and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mars to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Theoretical Girls,
Aswad,
Rod Modell,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Starr,
Bill Wells,
John Coltrane,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Busters,
The Monochrome Set,
Soft Cell,
The Standells,
Tommy Roe,
Y Pants,
Audionom,
The Saints,
Reagan Youth,
Das Ding,
Moby Grape,
The Searchers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cure,
Bob Dylan,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul II Soul,
Rhythm & Sound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Isaac Hayes,
Television,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dead C,
Jerry's Kids,
The Selecter,
The Residents,
Camouflage,
The Wake,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Monks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Khruangbin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Franke,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Inner City,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scott Walker,
ABBA,
Alice Coltrane,
The New Christs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Quadrant,
Organ,
The Knickerbockers,
Toni Rubio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.