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 Seychelles and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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,
a-ha,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Can,
Bush Tetras,
This Heat,
Bronski Beat,
Saccharine Trust,
New Order,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Steve Hackett,
Joy Division,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cybotron,
Sight & Sound,
Lindisfarne,
The Gap Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Al Stewart,
Ralphi Rosario,
Newcleus,
Thee Headcoats,
Tubeway Army,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Alarm Clocks,
Depeche Mode,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Moebius,
Erykah Badu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Make Up,
Godley & Creme,
Ohio Players,
La Düsseldorf,
Visage,
Skarface,
Mark Hollis,
Susan Cadogan,
Radio Birdman,
Archie Shepp,
T.S.O.L.,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dennis Brown,
Nik Kershaw,
A Certain Ratio,
Skriet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roy Ayers,
Sun City Girls,
Letta Mbulu,
Vladislav Delay,
Soft Cell,
China Crisis,
Arcadia,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.