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 Guinea-Bissau and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ 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 marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rekid,
The Zeros,
Scrapy,
Make Up,
John Foxx,
Morten Harket,
Jeru the Damaja,
Soul II Soul,
Audionom,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Iggy Pop,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Suicide,
Blake Baxter,
Mars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flash Fearless,
Panda Bear,
Harry Pussy,
EPMD,
The Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jerry's Kids,
Yaz,
Wally Richardson,
Terry Callier,
Basic Channel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Joey Negro,
Little Man,
Lyres,
the Bar-Kays,
Skriet,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tres Demented,
Howard Jones,
Kayak,
Eden Ahbez,
The Vogues,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Fall,
The Modern Lovers,
Sandy B,
Roy Ayers,
Surgeon,
Mantronix,
Q and Not U,
Danielle Patucci,
Royal Trux,
Pylon,
Y Pants,
The Mojo Men,
Camouflage,
Franke,
Lightning Bolt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Vladislav Delay,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bad Manners,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.