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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Gun Club to the punk 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
Blossom Toes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun Ra,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mission of Burma,
Drexciya,
Khruangbin,
Underground Resistance,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Young Rascals,
Colin Newman,
Suicide,
Skriet,
Model 500,
Stereo Dub,
Depeche Mode,
Prince Buster,
Banda Bassotti,
Procol Harum,
Pole,
Skarface,
Hardrive,
Leonard Cohen,
Mary Jane Girls,
Monks,
Rites of Spring,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Monolake,
DJ Sneak,
The Slackers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Faraquet,
Q65,
LL Cool J,
Gong,
The Seeds,
Cal Tjader,
The Monochrome Set,
Stetsasonic,
Royal Trux,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Saccharine Trust,
Charles Mingus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Masters at Work,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Zeros,
Massinfluence,
Marcia Griffiths,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bob Dylan,
Alphaville,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.