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 Papua New Guinea and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Gerry Rafferty to the jazz 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 The Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a 808 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 guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Colin Newman,
Dave Gahan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vladislav Delay,
The Raincoats,
Rhythm & Sound,
Television,
Drexciya,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Don Cherry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Names,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nirvana,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gun Club,
UT,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Zeros,
Rites of Spring,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thompson Twins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Faraquet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eden Ahbez,
the Soft Cell,
The Move,
Magazine,
Stereo Dub,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rosa Yemen,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jawbox,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harmonia,
Loose Ends,
Rapeman,
Brothers Johnson,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeru the Damaja,
Hot Snakes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bad Manners,
CMW,
Mission of Burma,
Lucky Dragons,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Electric Prunes,
The Young Rascals,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Residents,
Agitation Free,
One Last Wish,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.