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 Serbia and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camberwell Now,
Joyce Sims,
Brick,
Pantaleimon,
Marmalade,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Reagan Youth,
Index,
Stereo Dub,
Albert Ayler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Big Daddy Kane,
La Düsseldorf,
Nils Olav,
Magma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Zero Boys,
Massinfluence,
Country Teasers,
Dave Gahan,
Can,
Cluster,
Black Bananas,
Godley & Creme,
The Gories,
Flash Fearless,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Neil Young,
Livin' Joy,
Audionom,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scan 7,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bluetip,
Suburban Knight,
Don Cherry,
Byron Stingily,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ohio Players,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Sherman,
Max Romeo,
Ken Boothe,
Nik Kershaw,
K-Klass,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Starr,
Rites of Spring,
Depeche Mode,
MC5,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.