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 Greece and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Fuzztones to the jazz 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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a marimba and an arpeggiator 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 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Magazine,
Siglo XX,
The Remains,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bill Wells,
The Martian,
Sight & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Dual Sessions,
Neu!,
Rites of Spring,
Minor Threat,
Lalann,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Sherman,
Parry Music,
Laurel Aitken,
Judy Mowatt,
The Dead C,
Kerri Chandler,
Cheater Slicks,
The Selecter,
Amon Düül,
Young Marble Giants,
Dawn Penn,
Cybotron,
Scan 7,
Kool Moe Dee,
Blake Baxter,
Dennis Brown,
Rosa Yemen,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ten City,
Negative Approach,
Procol Harum,
Leonard Cohen,
Lucky Dragons,
Rufus Thomas,
Index,
Rod Modell,
Amon Düül II,
The Cramps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
K-Klass,
The Slackers,
Lou Christie,
CMW,
a-ha,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sparks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Suburban Knight,
Cluster,
Kas Product,
Marine Girls,
Jandek,
Eurythmics,
Black Moon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mandrill,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.