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 Djibouti and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Deadbeat to the rock 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Lydon,
Prince Buster,
Massinfluence,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gichy Dan,
Guru Guru,
The Associates,
Aaron Thompson,
The Durutti Column,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wally Richardson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Animal Collective,
Television,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Happenings,
Dawn Penn,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Moby Grape,
Country Teasers,
Au Pairs,
The Offenders,
Section 25,
Slick Rick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Talk Talk,
The Motions,
Sixth Finger,
Ituana,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Red Krayola,
Whodini,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nico,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Derrick Morgan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Suburban Knight,
Godley & Creme,
the Normal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roger Hodgson,
Rosa Yemen,
Vladislav Delay,
The Knickerbockers,
Sparks,
Lower 48,
Bill Near,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Babytalk,
Soul II Soul,
Susan Cadogan,
Black Sheep,
Circle Jerks,
Make Up,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Christie,
Soulsonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.