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 Seoul.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pussy Galore to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sex Pistols,
David Bowie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Schoolly D,
The Moody Blues,
Donny Hathaway,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rapeman,
The Searchers,
The Move,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gladiators,
James White and The Blacks,
The Techniques,
The Selecter,
Chrome,
Desert Stars,
Rotary Connection,
Freddie Wadling,
The Associates,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric Copeland,
Swell Maps,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Althea and Donna,
The Invisible,
Ice-T,
Blossom Toes,
EPMD,
Tubeway Army,
Marc Almond,
The Gun Club,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fortunes,
Kayak,
Skarface,
Henry Cow,
Idris Muhammad,
Spandau Ballet,
Young Marble Giants,
Sight & Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
The Red Krayola,
Interpol,
The Durutti Column,
The J.B.'s,
Robert Hood,
Gang Starr,
Funkadelic,
Section 25,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Essential Logic,
Amon Düül,
China Crisis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Agitation Free,
Rosa Yemen,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.