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 St Lucia and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nils Olav to the electroclash 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DJ Sneak,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Derrick Morgan,
The Litter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Byrd,
The Knickerbockers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Audionom,
La Düsseldorf,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Altered Images,
Chrome,
Terry Callier,
David McCallum,
Scratch Acid,
MDC,
Joensuu 1685,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
PIL,
Rites of Spring,
Kool Moe Dee,
Althea and Donna,
Warsaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
E-Dancer,
Crispian St. Peters,
Symarip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Hot Snakes,
Whodini,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roger Hodgson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mark Hollis,
Jawbox,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
In Retrospect,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Sonics,
Gastr Del Sol,
Danielle Patucci,
Blancmange,
Little Man,
Tomorrow,
This Heat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ituana,
Sparks,
Los Fastidios,
The Wake,
Agitation Free,
Subhumans,
The Gories,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.