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 Venezuela and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Outsiders to the dance 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Outsiders,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Henry Cow,
The Kinks,
Altered Images,
Arab on Radar,
The Fuzztones,
Scan 7,
Spoonie Gee,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Panda Bear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Görl,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Moon,
Soulsonic Force,
Blancmange,
Urselle,
Crispian St. Peters,
Magma,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Surgeon,
The Smiths,
Joensuu 1685,
Nation of Ulysses,
In Retrospect,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Au Pairs,
Eric Dolphy,
The Knickerbockers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Skatalites,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eurythmics,
Grey Daturas,
Young Marble Giants,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Zero Boys,
The Sonics,
the Slits,
Moss Icon,
FM Einheit,
Flash Fearless,
Roy Ayers,
Brass Construction,
Reuben Wilson,
Kerri Chandler,
Althea and Donna,
The Raincoats,
Boz Scaggs,
Bill Near,
John Foxx,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.