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 Micronesia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Underground Resistance to the disco 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
Colin Newman,
The Angels of Light,
These Immortal Souls,
Connie Case,
The Moody Blues,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bauhaus,
The Seeds,
D'Angelo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
X-101,
Deepchord,
FM Einheit,
The Zeros,
Agitation Free,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang of Four,
The Beau Brummels,
MDC,
KRS-One,
Arthur Verocai,
U.S. Maple,
Radio Birdman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sister Nancy,
Niagra,
Bootsy Collins,
Alphaville,
The Misunderstood,
Leonard Cohen,
Underground Resistance,
Popol Vuh,
Mark Hollis,
Mission of Burma,
Yusef Lateef,
Josef K,
Quando Quango,
The Barracudas,
The Red Krayola,
UT,
The Kinks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxette,
Suicide,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Section 25,
Scan 7,
The Associates,
Livin' Joy,
Joy Division,
Prince Buster,
Half Japanese,
Faust,
Isaac Hayes,
cv313,
Judy Mowatt,
Cymande,
Angry Samoans,
the Sonics,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.