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 Palau and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sight & Sound to the dance 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Procol Harum,
Robert Hood,
Crispian St. Peters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warsaw,
Sarah Menescal,
The Moody Blues,
Babytalk,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Invisible,
The Dave Clark Five,
Popol Vuh,
Jacob Miller,
Hardrive,
Saccharine Trust,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ponytail,
Cymande,
Massinfluence,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minnie Riperton,
The Angels of Light,
The Star Department,
The Smoke,
Half Japanese,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joyce Sims,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lucky Dragons,
U.S. Maple,
Sun City Girls,
Jerry's Kids,
Harmonia,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Model 500,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Althea and Donna,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scrapy,
Aural Exciters,
Joey Negro,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Buckinghams,
Chrome,
Eric Copeland,
Prince Buster,
Shoche,
Drexciya,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Hoover,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Carl Craig,
Fugazi,
Section 25,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.