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 Slovenia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Crooked Eye to the grime 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wings,
T. Rex,
Slave,
Jeff Mills,
Theoretical Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
China Crisis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Swans,
Tres Demented,
Robert Hood,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Pretty Things,
DJ Sneak,
Flash Fearless,
Au Pairs,
Main Source,
Jimmy McGriff,
Carl Craig,
Second Layer,
Darondo,
The Moleskins,
Kas Product,
LL Cool J,
X-102,
Faust,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tommy Roe,
Sun City Girls,
Eurythmics,
Electric Prunes,
Scientists,
Jerry's Kids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arcadia,
Kevin Saunderson,
Trumans Water,
The Red Krayola,
Zero Boys,
The Five Americans,
The Wake,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Residents,
Boredoms,
Peter and Kerry,
The Buckinghams,
Bill Near,
The Busters,
Banda Bassotti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Symarip,
Sight & Sound,
John Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mission of Burma,
UT,
Lalann,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Knickerbockers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.