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 Slovenia and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Detroit Cobras to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mr. Review,
Drexciya,
The Seeds,
Unrelated Segments,
Metal Thangz,
Quadrant,
Davy DMX,
Fatback Band,
Andrew Hill,
Kool Moe Dee,
CMW,
the Soft Cell,
Janne Schatter,
Eurythmics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Techniques,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cluster,
Judy Mowatt,
Alton Ellis,
Rakim,
The Motions,
Camberwell Now,
John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ronan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Y Pants,
The Real Kids,
Make Up,
Deakin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Magma,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cameo,
Brass Construction,
Soft Machine,
Carl Craig,
Slick Rick,
Michelle Simonal,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Blackbyrds,
Surgeon,
Sound Behaviour,
X-101,
Pere Ubu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Adolescents,
Robert Hood,
Funkadelic,
Bad Manners,
The Monochrome Set,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.