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 Moldova and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Maleditus Sound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Avey Tare,
Kool Moe Dee,
Japan,
Mandrill,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Swans,
Alison Limerick,
The Music Machine,
Carl Craig,
Fad Gadget,
Nirvana,
Jawbox,
Royal Trux,
Stereo Dub,
Main Source,
Althea and Donna,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Slits,
Roger Hodgson,
June of 44,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rites of Spring,
Ponytail,
Sarah Menescal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
DJ Style,
The Pretty Things,
Accadde A,
Freddie Wadling,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Mummies,
Bad Manners,
Rosa Yemen,
The Residents,
Roxette,
Interpol,
Man Parrish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Saccharine Trust,
Barrington Levy,
Camouflage,
Suicide,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Reed,
X-102,
Soft Machine,
Zapp,
Tom Boy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Groovy Waters,
Animal Collective,
Andrew Hill,
Shoche,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalann,
The Fugs,
Scan 7,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.