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 Gambia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer 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 Todd Rundgren 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sarah Menescal,
Guru Guru,
Lucky Dragons,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Subhumans,
Darondo,
Electric Prunes,
Janne Schatter,
Fluxion,
The Motions,
Deepchord,
Ludus,
Khruangbin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
EPMD,
Sam Rivers,
Henry Cow,
Terry Callier,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül,
The Remains,
Man Eating Sloth,
10cc,
Joensuu 1685,
Ten City,
Index,
Alison Limerick,
Loose Ends,
Desert Stars,
Skriet,
World's Most,
Rhythm & Sound,
Godley & Creme,
Ohio Players,
The Last Poets,
Throbbing Gristle,
Charles Mingus,
Hashim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nirvana,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Mummies,
Soulsonic Force,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Howard Jones,
cv313,
Judy Mowatt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Faust,
The Young Rascals,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultra Naté,
Minny Pops,
Trumans Water,
Ice-T,
Niagra,
Brass Construction,
John Coltrane,
Arcadia,
Alphaville,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.