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 Italy and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe 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 Flash Fearless to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Todd Rundgren,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mandrill,
The Blues Magoos,
F. McDonald,
Eddi Front,
Soul II Soul,
Moss Icon,
Sound Behaviour,
K-Klass,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Human League,
Vainqueur,
Sight & Sound,
DNA,
The Sound,
Rekid,
Lalann,
The Modern Lovers,
Model 500,
Bang On A Can,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wings,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grauzone,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash,
A Certain Ratio,
Los Fastidios,
World's Most,
Parry Music,
Erykah Badu,
Saccharine Trust,
Soft Machine,
The Last Poets,
Siglo XX,
Interpol,
Mantronix,
8 Eyed Spy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nick Fraelich,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Visage,
Blossom Toes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nas,
Kayak,
E-Dancer,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crispian St. Peters,
Soulsonic Force,
Ludus,
Tears for Fears,
Cymande,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.