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 Belgium and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Siglo XX to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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,
Animal Collective,
The Mummies,
Moebius,
Eve St. Jones,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Soft Cell,
Second Layer,
The Monks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Parry Music,
The Cramps,
the Sonics,
Flipper,
The Modern Lovers,
AZ,
Minutemen,
Wally Richardson,
Peter & Gordon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Happenings,
Nik Kershaw,
Delta 5,
The Fuzztones,
Bluetip,
The Associates,
The Busters,
The Walker Brothers,
Jeff Mills,
The Remains,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Prunes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Pop Group,
Gichy Dan,
Spandau Ballet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Buzzcocks,
Roy Ayers,
Slick Rick,
Todd Terry,
Freddie Wadling,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Little Man,
The Blues Magoos,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Television Personalities,
KRS-One,
A Certain Ratio,
Pantaleimon,
Popol Vuh,
Josef K,
Accadde A,
The Dirtbombs,
The Human League,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bill Wells,
DNA,
Lower 48,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stiv Bators,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.