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 Korea South and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Scrapy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David McCallum,
Sugar Minott,
Boredoms,
Soul Sonic Force,
Theoretical Girls,
The Move,
Pantytec,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Schoolly D,
Jeff Mills,
Darondo,
Pylon,
Urselle,
Laurel Aitken,
Nas,
Pantaleimon,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Misunderstood,
The Last Poets,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Smoke,
the Fania All-Stars,
Altered Images,
Mandrill,
Ten City,
Slick Rick,
The J.B.'s,
Scan 7,
Radio Birdman,
Television,
Idris Muhammad,
Quantec,
Rites of Spring,
Archie Shepp,
Blancmange,
Nico,
Morten Harket,
Grauzone,
Saccharine Trust,
Charles Mingus,
the Bar-Kays,
Desert Stars,
Anakelly,
Technova,
These Immortal Souls,
Donny Hathaway,
K-Klass,
Duran Duran,
Siglo XX,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Animal Collective,
Stiv Bators,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
In Retrospect,
Maurizio,
Black Moon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mars,
China Crisis,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.