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 Zimbabwe and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Patti Smith to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Sight & Sound,
New Age Steppers,
Skaos,
Simply Red,
Skarface,
Underground Resistance,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gladiators,
Avey Tare,
Tommy Roe,
Minnie Riperton,
Andrew Hill,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amon Düül II,
Alphaville,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fluxion,
Magazine,
Minny Pops,
Drexciya,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bill Near,
Q65,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fatback Band,
Dead Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
CMW,
Joy Division,
The Gories,
Soul II Soul,
The Detroit Cobras,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Swans,
Sällskapet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Au Pairs,
Rakim,
Pole,
Vainqueur,
Wolf Eyes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Schoolly D,
Rod Modell,
Morten Harket,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Alton Ellis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Sonics,
Symarip,
Infiniti,
The Pretty Things,
Quando Quango,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.