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 Ecuador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord 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 Peter & Gordon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron 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 oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Whodini,
Mark Hollis,
Talk Talk,
The Vogues,
Joy Division,
Ronnie Foster,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick Morgan,
Mission of Burma,
Letta Mbulu,
Mad Mike,
Jeff Lynne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Happenings,
Depeche Mode,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scott Walker,
June Days,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ossler,
Country Teasers,
The Blackbyrds,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Busters,
David McCallum,
Dave Gahan,
Scientists,
Stiv Bators,
Ultra Naté,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Flag,
Qualms,
10cc,
Dorothy Ashby,
T.S.O.L.,
Technova,
CMW,
Steve Hackett,
Khruangbin,
The Tremeloes,
Susan Cadogan,
Clear Light,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wolf Eyes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pussy Galore,
Brass Construction,
Dennis Brown,
Pagans,
Fela Kuti,
Sam Rivers,
Hoover,
Ken Boothe,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Rundgren,
Rapeman,
The Knickerbockers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.