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 Kazakhstan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Spoonie Gee to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ituana,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doors,
Qualms,
The Busters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Magazine,
Scientists,
Agent Orange,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Stetsasonic,
World's Most,
Flipper,
Toni Rubio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Christie,
Brick,
Niagra,
Inner City,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mary Jane Girls,
In Retrospect,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echospace,
Henry Cow,
The Velvet Underground,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
LL Cool J,
The Stooges,
The Walker Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mantronix,
Moby Grape,
the Fania All-Stars,
Laurel Aitken,
Buzzcocks,
Rakim,
Tubeway Army,
The Pretty Things,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lakeside,
Unrelated Segments,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Banda Bassotti,
Television Personalities,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Infiniti,
Peter & Gordon,
Josef K,
The Buckinghams,
Nation of Ulysses,
Judy Mowatt,
Thompson Twins,
Joey Negro,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.