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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Litter to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Knickerbockers,
Cal Tjader,
Second Layer,
Soft Machine,
The Wake,
Zero Boys,
Neu!,
The Happenings,
Ken Boothe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sparks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Television Personalities,
Magazine,
John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ossler,
Robert Hood,
Television,
The Beau Brummels,
Mr. Review,
The Flesh Eaters,
New Order,
Procol Harum,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
T. Rex,
Archie Shepp,
Arcadia,
Joe Finger,
Charles Mingus,
New Age Steppers,
Ronnie Foster,
Aaron Thompson,
Dual Sessions,
John Lydon,
Ronan,
The Tremeloes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Vainqueur,
Pussy Galore,
James White and The Blacks,
Cymande,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric B and Rakim,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Angels of Light,
Cecil Taylor,
Maurizio,
Warsaw,
Q65,
The Monochrome Set,
Fad Gadget,
Sonic Youth,
Bang On A Can,
The Associates,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.