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 Cape Verde and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Scion to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cowsills,
Isaac Hayes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Todd Rundgren,
the Association,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jerry's Kids,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Blancmange,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
Alphaville,
Oblivians,
Warren Ellis,
Arthur Verocai,
The Moleskins,
Anakelly,
Kurtis Blow,
Dead Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Malaria!,
Marine Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Angry Samoans,
MC5,
The Invisible,
Man Parrish,
Boredoms,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Youth Brigade,
MDC,
Tim Buckley,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-102,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mandrill,
Essential Logic,
The Fugs,
Slave,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gabor Szabo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Delon & Dalcan,
Franke,
Lee Hazlewood,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sexual Harrassment,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Buckinghams,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aloha Tigers,
Barrington Levy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
PIL,
Brand Nubian,
Tears for Fears,
Bush Tetras,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.