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 Croatia and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Godley & Creme to the disco 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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro 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 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Count Five,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang Gang Dance,
Livin' Joy,
Barrington Levy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Heaven 17,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Subhumans,
Theoretical Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crash Course in Science,
Lebanon Hanover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dawn Penn,
This Heat,
The Trojans,
Barbara Tucker,
The Evens,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mantronix,
Flash Fearless,
Simply Red,
Steve Hackett,
Fear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Skatalites,
Niagra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Mojo Men,
Letta Mbulu,
Scrapy,
Chrome,
KRS-One,
Robert Wyatt,
Monolake,
Derrick May,
The Detroit Cobras,
Donny Hathaway,
Scratch Acid,
Traffic Nightmare,
Carl Craig,
Crispian St. Peters,
Charles Mingus,
The Gladiators,
Todd Rundgren,
Bang On A Can,
MC5,
Gichy Dan,
K-Klass,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roxette,
Matthew Halsall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Smog,
Cameo,
Interpol,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.