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 Laos and from Shanghai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Aural Exciters to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camberwell Now,
Curtis Mayfield,
Youth Brigade,
John Foxx,
Harmonia,
Young Marble Giants,
Piero Umiliani,
Warren Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sex Pistols,
Pylon,
The Doors,
Ultravox,
Panda Bear,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry's Kids,
Henry Cow,
Eric Dolphy,
Joey Negro,
Terrestrial Tones,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oblivians,
The Litter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jacques Brel,
Little Man,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sound Behaviour,
the Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pantytec,
Sällskapet,
Yazoo,
cv313,
Crooked Eye,
Kerri Chandler,
World's Most,
Nirvana,
Black Bananas,
Bill Near,
Kaleidoscope,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eli Mardock,
Moebius,
The Leaves,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Silicon Teens,
Mr. Review,
Von Mondo,
Monolake,
Altered Images,
Massinfluence,
The Blackbyrds,
Funky Four + One,
Angry Samoans,
Iggy Pop,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.