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 Lithuania and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pet Shop Boys to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Aswad,
LL Cool J,
Moss Icon,
John Cale,
E-Dancer,
Yaz,
Susan Cadogan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rotary Connection,
Quando Quango,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Symarip,
Radio Birdman,
the Sonics,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Josef K,
Loose Ends,
Sound Behaviour,
Scientists,
Monolake,
The Pop Group,
Letta Mbulu,
Heaven 17,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mummies,
The Monks,
Black Pus,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deepchord,
Lou Christie,
Throbbing Gristle,
Danielle Patucci,
Icehouse,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Vogues,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fuzztones,
The J.B.'s,
Depeche Mode,
Black Bananas,
Joey Negro,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ludus,
Hashim,
Excepter,
T. Rex,
The Cowsills,
The American Breed,
Y Pants,
Saccharine Trust,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.