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 Iran and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin 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 Thompson Twins to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Maurizio,
The Young Rascals,
Bad Manners,
Magazine,
Dual Sessions,
Essential Logic,
Quantec,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kenny Larkin,
Mantronix,
Peter and Kerry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Buzzcocks,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Flag,
Sex Pistols,
The Toasters,
Television Personalities,
The Offenders,
The Sound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
Gang of Four,
Fad Gadget,
Eddi Front,
The Buckinghams,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rotary Connection,
Warsaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scratch Acid,
Mission of Burma,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Rundgren,
The Monochrome Set,
Aural Exciters,
Khruangbin,
Soft Machine,
Talk Talk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Prince Buster,
The Selecter,
Bootsy Collins,
Neil Young,
June of 44,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eden Ahbez,
The Blackbyrds,
The New Christs,
The Saints,
Radio Birdman,
The Dead C,
Gang Green,
Make Up,
Magma,
Lindisfarne,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.