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 Mongolia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Radiopuhelimet to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin 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 chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Thee Headcoats,
Marvin Gaye,
The Happenings,
Harry Pussy,
Yaz,
Aswad,
The Music Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fear,
John Foxx,
Flipper,
Aural Exciters,
Roger Hodgson,
The Pretty Things,
Gichy Dan,
Marine Girls,
Average White Band,
Archie Shepp,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sam Rivers,
Sixth Finger,
Subhumans,
This Heat,
The New Christs,
48th St. Collective,
The Remains,
E-Dancer,
Deakin,
T. Rex,
Scrapy,
DJ Style,
Can,
Japan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun Ra,
Skriet,
Desert Stars,
Crispian St. Peters,
Con Funk Shun,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fugazi,
Derrick May,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Standells,
The Alarm Clocks,
Avey Tare,
Gerry Rafferty,
Model 500,
Hardrive,
Von Mondo,
Stetsasonic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Metal Thangz,
Andrew Hill,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Sherman,
The Real Kids,
La Düsseldorf,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.