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 Antigua and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the jazz 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator 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 sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Christie,
The Doors,
Ronan,
The Music Machine,
Gang Gang Dance,
Delta 5,
the Germs,
cv313,
Jeru the Damaja,
Surgeon,
Mo-Dettes,
Masters at Work,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Aaron Thompson,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Real Kids,
Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
The Birthday Party,
Theoretical Girls,
One Last Wish,
Swell Maps,
Pole,
Glenn Branca,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nik Kershaw,
Deepchord,
T.S.O.L.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rotary Connection,
R.M.O.,
ABBA,
Slave,
Agitation Free,
Depeche Mode,
Eve St. Jones,
the Swans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Niagra,
The Knickerbockers,
Reagan Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sixth Finger,
Bauhaus,
Lucky Dragons,
Talk Talk,
The Standells,
Drexciya,
The Pop Group,
Yellowson,
Piero Umiliani,
Andrew Hill,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Qualms,
The Saints,
Tommy Roe,
Morten Harket,
Todd Terry,
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.