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 San Marino and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 organ 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 Radiohead to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
UT,
Faust,
Television Personalities,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blues Magoos,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Smog,
Schoolly D,
Radio Birdman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cymande,
Kerrie Biddell,
Alton Ellis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tommy Roe,
Quantec,
Nico,
Trumans Water,
Minutemen,
Eden Ahbez,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jawbox,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Animal Collective,
A Certain Ratio,
Reuben Wilson,
Blancmange,
Bad Manners,
Leonard Cohen,
Harmonia,
the Association,
F. McDonald,
Echospace,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Warren Ellis,
The Electric Prunes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rhythm & Sound,
Massinfluence,
The Names,
Moebius,
Stiv Bators,
X-101,
The Kinks,
Theoretical Girls,
Procol Harum,
Ornette Coleman,
Arcadia,
Newcleus,
Scratch Acid,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fatback Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Lungfish,
The Slits,
Soft Cell,
The Doors,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.