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 South Sudan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 DJ Style to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe 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 rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Siglo XX,
Sugar Minott,
The United States of America,
CMW,
Mo-Dettes,
Lindisfarne,
MDC,
This Heat,
These Immortal Souls,
Depeche Mode,
The Invisible,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Davy DMX,
Index,
Magazine,
Alice Coltrane,
Crispy Ambulance,
Chris Corsano,
Eric Dolphy,
Pantaleimon,
Smog,
Animal Collective,
Henry Cow,
Pylon,
Gang of Four,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joey Negro,
Eurythmics,
Roger Hodgson,
Ornette Coleman,
La Düsseldorf,
Archie Shepp,
D'Angelo,
Aloha Tigers,
Magma,
Liliput,
Bobby Byrd,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eden Ahbez,
Oblivians,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Reuben Wilson,
Yusef Lateef,
Nation of Ulysses,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
New Order,
Sexual Harrassment,
Man Parrish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stetsasonic,
Tomorrow,
Duran Duran,
Derrick May,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Sherman,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.