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 Bahrain and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Deepchord to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Deakin,
Brass Construction,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soft Cell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scrapy,
Nico,
Organ,
Steve Hackett,
The Pop Group,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sugar Minott,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tim Buckley,
Barclay James Harvest,
L. Decosne,
The Shadows of Knight,
Zapp,
Lou Christie,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Happenings,
Arab on Radar,
Rites of Spring,
Eddi Front,
Sister Nancy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bill Wells,
Moby Grape,
Royal Trux,
The Doors,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Essential Logic,
Rod Modell,
The American Breed,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Count Five,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blossom Toes,
The Mummies,
Jawbox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul Sonic Force,
June of 44,
FM Einheit,
Gang of Four,
Ossler,
The Saints,
Donny Hathaway,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jeff Lynne,
UT,
Mantronix,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.