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 Indonesia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 This Heat to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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,
Aaron Thompson,
JFA,
John Coltrane,
One Last Wish,
Cameo,
Man Parrish,
Masters at Work,
Von Mondo,
Hasil Adkins,
Young Marble Giants,
Godley & Creme,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
OOIOO,
Television,
Nils Olav,
Sandy B,
Metal Thangz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Prince Buster,
MDC,
Donny Hathaway,
The Neon Judgement,
Monks,
Pantaleimon,
Slick Rick,
The Walker Brothers,
Moby Grape,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pagans,
The Sonics,
Aural Exciters,
Barbara Tucker,
Eurythmics,
D'Angelo,
Joe Finger,
Derrick Morgan,
Banda Bassotti,
Robert Görl,
KRS-One,
The Misunderstood,
The Selecter,
Fat Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric Dolphy,
Althea and Donna,
Bluetip,
Flamin' Groovies,
This Heat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mantronix,
The Mummies,
The Skatalites,
The Move,
Fatback Band,
Quando Quango,
Zero Boys,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.