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 Saudi Arabia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Magazine to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord 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 theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Cecil Taylor,
Das Ding,
Avey Tare,
The Happenings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerrie Biddell,
Prince Buster,
Skarface,
Lucky Dragons,
Au Pairs,
Supertramp,
Joe Smooth,
Warsaw,
Pere Ubu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
ABBA,
Radiohead,
The Human League,
Sex Pistols,
Alphaville,
Ralphi Rosario,
PIL,
Tomorrow,
Groovy Waters,
Funkadelic,
World's Most,
Nick Fraelich,
Sandy B,
Vainqueur,
Kas Product,
Crime,
Altered Images,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Johnny Clarke,
Tom Boy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Monochrome Set,
Youth Brigade,
Faust,
Maleditus Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Sun Ra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fall,
R.M.O.,
B.T. Express,
Cheater Slicks,
Isaac Hayes,
Oneida,
Franke,
ABC,
AZ,
New York Dolls,
Sound Behaviour,
These Immortal Souls,
Blake Baxter,
Blancmange,
Index,
Aural Exciters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Association,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.