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 Guinea and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 World's Most to the techno 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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron 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 oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
The Remains,
John Holt,
ABBA,
Easy Going,
UT,
The Blues Magoos,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Faust,
the Human League,
Peter & Gordon,
K-Klass,
John Foxx,
Neu!,
Ohio Players,
Gastr Del Sol,
Steve Hackett,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The J.B.'s,
Black Flag,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tears for Fears,
The Pretty Things,
Camberwell Now,
The Saints,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nico,
Marc Almond,
One Last Wish,
Tres Demented,
Hoover,
The Tremeloes,
Funky Four + One,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
ABC,
Crispian St. Peters,
Echospace,
Fatback Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cluster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pet Shop Boys,
Andrew Hill,
Minny Pops,
Roy Ayers,
The Index,
Marvin Gaye,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Erykah Badu,
Harry Pussy,
Jacques Brel,
Second Layer,
Cymande,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grey Daturas,
Max Romeo,
Lucky Dragons,
the Slits,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
LL Cool J,
DNA,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.