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 Algeria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Clear Light to the techno 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
Faraquet,
MC5,
John Foxx,
World's Most,
Y Pants,
Joe Smooth,
Eric Dolphy,
Morten Harket,
The Names,
Yaz,
Chris & Cosey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Carl Craig,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Neil Young,
kango's stein massive,
The Fortunes,
Hardrive,
The Cowsills,
Sunsets and Hearts,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Busters,
the Sonics,
Bill Near,
Steve Hackett,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arab on Radar,
Los Fastidios,
Josef K,
The Dead C,
Lebanon Hanover,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül,
Cameo,
Sandy B,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Susan Cadogan,
Qualms,
Boredoms,
Sister Nancy,
Neu!,
Severed Heads,
Lyres,
Barry Ungar,
The Mummies,
The Residents,
Bob Dylan,
Monolake,
Visage,
Make Up,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Moleskins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sight & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Icehouse,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kaleidoscope,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.