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 Suriname and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deakin,
The J.B.'s,
Sonic Youth,
One Last Wish,
Kurtis Blow,
Mad Mike,
Duran Duran,
Qualms,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Arcadia,
Quantec,
The Birthday Party,
Surgeon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Vladislav Delay,
Basic Channel,
Camberwell Now,
kango's stein massive,
Tommy Roe,
Mo-Dettes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Altered Images,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Youth Brigade,
Tubeway Army,
Blancmange,
Roxy Music,
Bauhaus,
Little Man,
Masters at Work,
Dawn Penn,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Beau Brummels,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Monolake,
Blossom Toes,
The Cramps,
Kas Product,
The Sound,
The Fugs,
Q65,
The Mojo Men,
Ornette Coleman,
The Doors,
A Certain Ratio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aaron Thompson,
Sandy B,
Thompson Twins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Searchers,
Aloha Tigers,
Suicide,
Pulsallama,
The Litter,
Sex Pistols,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.