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 Nicaragua and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ 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 Max Romeo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Fatback Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hoover,
Con Funk Shun,
Television Personalities,
Piero Umiliani,
David Axelrod,
Henry Cow,
Crispian St. Peters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Monolake,
Agent Orange,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nirvana,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Idris Muhammad,
Newcleus,
June Days,
Oblivians,
Pierre Henry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Howard Jones,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Swans,
Robert Hood,
ABC,
Shuggie Otis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neu!,
Whodini,
The Misunderstood,
Ten City,
The Smoke,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fugazi,
Basic Channel,
Section 25,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deadbeat,
Ronan,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker,
48th St. Collective,
The Gun Club,
Moby Grape,
Hashim,
Icehouse,
Pylon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tommy Roe,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
AZ,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mo-Dettes,
Pagans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jeff Lynne,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.