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 Vietnam and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Amazonics to the rock 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gabor Szabo,
MDC,
Traffic Nightmare,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barry Ungar,
Bobby Womack,
Public Enemy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Slits,
Gang Green,
The Cramps,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Mills,
kango's stein massive,
Flash Fearless,
Khruangbin,
Connie Case,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bang On A Can,
Negative Approach,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Gun Club,
The Standells,
Don Cherry,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nation of Ulysses,
John Cale,
Massinfluence,
Radio Birdman,
Jerry's Kids,
Von Mondo,
Junior Murvin,
Albert Ayler,
The Dead C,
In Retrospect,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Suburban Knight,
Minutemen,
Spoonie Gee,
The Invisible,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Matthew Bourne,
Crooked Eye,
Colin Newman,
The Fire Engines,
Wire,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ornette Coleman,
A Certain Ratio,
Metal Thangz,
The Mummies,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fatback Band,
Royal Trux,
Ludus,
New Age Steppers,
The Saints,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Interpol,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.