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 Netherlands and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Delta 5 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
DJ Sneak,
The Martian,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dead C,
James White and The Blacks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boredoms,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Andrew Hill,
Marshall Jefferson,
Interpol,
Pierre Henry,
Monks,
Scientists,
Barclay James Harvest,
Drive Like Jehu,
Morten Harket,
Mark Hollis,
Subhumans,
the Sonics,
Fear,
Gang Starr,
The Pop Group,
Maurizio,
The Remains,
Chris & Cosey,
Mo-Dettes,
Absolute Body Control,
Jesper Dahlback,
Crime,
Scrapy,
Robert Wyatt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mr. Review,
Kas Product,
Bobby Womack,
Simply Red,
Anakelly,
The Star Department,
cv313,
The Offenders,
The Tremeloes,
The Golliwogs,
Kurtis Blow,
The Evens,
One Last Wish,
Toni Rubio,
John Lydon,
Khruangbin,
DNA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Niagra,
The Human League,
Ponytail,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Blake Baxter,
Black Bananas,
Talk Talk,
Funkadelic,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.