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 Sudan and from Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Grauzone to the rock 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro 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 mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
Rosa Yemen,
Agitation Free,
Section 25,
Jeff Lynne,
The Victims,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eli Mardock,
Rotary Connection,
Severed Heads,
The Black Dice,
Marc Almond,
Niagra,
The Tremeloes,
Ice-T,
Yusef Lateef,
a-ha,
Chrome,
Supertramp,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Wasted Youth,
Pierre Henry,
Boz Scaggs,
Con Funk Shun,
Jerry's Kids,
The Mummies,
The Five Americans,
Negative Approach,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Leaves,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Teasers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Busters,
Funkadelic,
Liliput,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ten City,
John Foxx,
X-Ray Spex,
The Stooges,
New York Dolls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Animal Collective,
Mad Mike,
The Gladiators,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crime,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.