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 Romania and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Moebius to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dirtbombs,
Audionom,
Crash Course in Science,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare,
the Association,
Terrestrial Tones,
Flipper,
Franke,
Aural Exciters,
Johnny Clarke,
Donny Hathaway,
Henry Cow,
Maurizio,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bauhaus,
Loose Ends,
Smog,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Liliput,
The Divine Comedy,
Guru Guru,
Marmalade,
John Lydon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Con Funk Shun,
Mo-Dettes,
The Wake,
Radiohead,
Kerrie Biddell,
Duran Duran,
Kurtis Blow,
Neu!,
This Heat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Knickerbockers,
Sun City Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Dolphy,
Lightning Bolt,
The United States of America,
Panda Bear,
Joy Division,
Sällskapet,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bluetip,
The Cure,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yellowson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minor Threat,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.