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 South Sudan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the grime 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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,
Sandy B,
Dave Gahan,
Y Pants,
The Sonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brick,
D'Angelo,
Bluetip,
T.S.O.L.,
Tomorrow,
Kerri Chandler,
The Motions,
Alphaville,
Ronan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Delta 5,
Can,
The Blackbyrds,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marcia Griffiths,
48th St. Collective,
Wings,
Procol Harum,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young,
Symarip,
Swans,
The Black Dice,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Sheep,
World's Most,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fugs,
Absolute Body Control,
Chris Corsano,
Bronski Beat,
Alison Limerick,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Monks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vladislav Delay,
Deepchord,
Crispian St. Peters,
Monolake,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Niagra,
Royal Trux,
Mandrill,
Anakelly,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Todd Terry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Doors,
CMW,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Fania All-Stars,
KRS-One,
The Angels of Light,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.