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 Norway and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aaron Thompson,
The Doors,
Heaven 17,
Anakelly,
Jeff Mills,
Pere Ubu,
Sun City Girls,
Maurizio,
The New Christs,
X-101,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Negative Approach,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gregory Isaacs,
Accadde A,
Laurel Aitken,
The Walker Brothers,
Patti Smith,
The Victims,
Das Ding,
Byron Stingily,
Glenn Branca,
a-ha,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kaleidoscope,
Sun Ra,
Pantytec,
the Sonics,
Warsaw,
Zero Boys,
Pagans,
Procol Harum,
New Age Steppers,
Shuggie Otis,
Magma,
L. Decosne,
Black Sheep,
Faraquet,
Vainqueur,
Yusef Lateef,
Easy Going,
Judy Mowatt,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Residents,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fire Engines,
Newcleus,
Wasted Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Sonic Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Arcadia,
Eden Ahbez,
Colin Newman,
The Gun Club,
Radiohead,
Faust,
Mandrill,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.