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 Estonia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba 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 Hoover to the jazz 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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Gang Starr,
Wings,
Howard Jones,
Intrusion,
Ludus,
Guru Guru,
Morten Harket,
Pantytec,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Searchers,
Warren Ellis,
UT,
Dawn Penn,
H. Thieme,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Excepter,
48th St. Collective,
The Barracudas,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Juan Atkins,
cv313,
China Crisis,
Bauhaus,
Crash Course in Science,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gabor Szabo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Monks,
The Velvet Underground,
Moss Icon,
Subhumans,
Eden Ahbez,
Main Source,
Deakin,
Gichy Dan,
Donny Hathaway,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pagans,
Mark Hollis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Colin Newman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Make Up,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Oneida,
Anthony Braxton,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Moon,
Rod Modell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Adolescents,
Spandau Ballet,
The Associates,
Unwound,
Neil Young,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kenny Larkin,
These Immortal Souls,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.