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 Latvia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Scan 7 to the rap 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barbara Tucker,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Average White Band,
The Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Whodini,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ohio Players,
Sandy B,
Young Marble Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Angels of Light,
Jacques Brel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Andrew Hill,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wasted Youth,
Pantytec,
The Seeds,
UT,
Morten Harket,
The Vogues,
Outsiders,
Hasil Adkins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lebanon Hanover,
L. Decosne,
Metal Thangz,
Saccharine Trust,
The Skatalites,
Grey Daturas,
Nik Kershaw,
Roy Ayers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Angry Samoans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ituana,
The Moody Blues,
D'Angelo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Toni Rubio,
China Crisis,
Suicide,
The Durutti Column,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ten City,
KRS-One,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bluetip,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Real Kids,
The Standells,
Moby Grape,
The Blues Magoos,
Soul II Soul,
The Modern Lovers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ludus,
Reuben Wilson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.