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 Estonia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Milan and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Suburban Knight to the crunk 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jacob Miller,
Arcadia,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tomorrow,
Grauzone,
Deadbeat,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Alarm Clocks,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radio Birdman,
Television Personalities,
T. Rex,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Christie,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ronan,
Soft Machine,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Raincoats,
Pet Shop Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Symarip,
Harmonia,
The Pretty Things,
The Divine Comedy,
The Real Kids,
The Fall,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Pus,
Duran Duran,
DJ Sneak,
Trumans Water,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The New Christs,
Tears for Fears,
Can,
Essential Logic,
The Mummies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang of Four,
a-ha,
Laurel Aitken,
Quadrant,
Second Layer,
Derrick Morgan,
Alton Ellis,
Brothers Johnson,
Anthony Braxton,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Electric Prunes,
The Angels of Light,
Leonard Cohen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young,
Negative Approach,
Bootsy Collins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.