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 Guyana and from Bremen.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 Birthday Party to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
This Heat,
Parry Music,
Boz Scaggs,
Deadbeat,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gun Club,
The Cure,
Groovy Waters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dual Sessions,
Nico,
Darondo,
Sällskapet,
Vainqueur,
Letta Mbulu,
Idris Muhammad,
Albert Ayler,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cheater Slicks,
Animal Collective,
Tears for Fears,
The Smiths,
Ralphi Rosario,
New Order,
Byron Stingily,
Infiniti,
Jeff Mills,
Fatback Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rakim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Blackbyrds,
Thompson Twins,
Roxette,
Rites of Spring,
Camberwell Now,
David Bowie,
Brand Nubian,
Gerry Rafferty,
UT,
Heaven 17,
The Misunderstood,
Althea and Donna,
Soft Cell,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Qualms,
Symarip,
Pulsallama,
The Toasters,
JFA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stetsasonic,
Interpol,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Audionom,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.