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 Albania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Howard Jones to the punk 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet 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 snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Pierre Henry,
Liliput,
Japan,
Ornette Coleman,
Henry Cow,
Duran Duran,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Motorama,
The Neon Judgement,
Saccharine Trust,
Reuben Wilson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Pretty Things,
Banda Bassotti,
Deepchord,
Sun Ra,
Soft Cell,
Mars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
James White and The Blacks,
The Monochrome Set,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Desert Stars,
Deakin,
The Raincoats,
Lucky Dragons,
Juan Atkins,
Alton Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
The Dead C,
Basic Channel,
Newcleus,
The United States of America,
Ponytail,
ABBA,
Anthony Braxton,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brothers Johnson,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Toasters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Visage,
Connie Case,
Jeff Mills,
Scientists,
Yusef Lateef,
Moby Grape,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gladiators,
Marvin Gaye,
Main Source,
Terrestrial Tones,
Surgeon,
Zapp,
Al Stewart,
a-ha,
OOIOO,
Sunsets and Hearts,
48th St. Collective,
Byron Stingily,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.