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 Belgium and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 DJ Sneak to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Swans,
Average White Band,
Neil Young,
Deepchord,
Jawbox,
Oblivians,
The Knickerbockers,
Wings,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ludus,
Television,
Severed Heads,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cameo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Juan Atkins,
The Birthday Party,
Lalann,
Pere Ubu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
A Certain Ratio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bauhaus,
Donny Hathaway,
L. Decosne,
The Mojo Men,
Ultravox,
kango's stein massive,
Sex Pistols,
Animal Collective,
Todd Rundgren,
the Bar-Kays,
Pylon,
The Raincoats,
Dave Gahan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Susan Cadogan,
The Tremeloes,
The J.B.'s,
The Slits,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Maleditus Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joy Division,
Shoche,
Kayak,
The Selecter,
Jeff Lynne,
Carl Craig,
Max Romeo,
Guru Guru,
Peter & Gordon,
Thompson Twins,
Morten Harket,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Divine Comedy,
Idris Muhammad,
Jacob Miller,
Derrick Morgan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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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.