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 Guatemala and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dawn Penn to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord 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 sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mandrill,
Rapeman,
Lalann,
Peter & Gordon,
Judy Mowatt,
the Human League,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lightning Bolt,
Technova,
Curtis Mayfield,
Goldenarms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
In Retrospect,
Scientists,
Tom Boy,
Dead Boys,
Bill Wells,
Roxette,
Hasil Adkins,
Oneida,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Freddie Wadling,
Eli Mardock,
The Misunderstood,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Susan Cadogan,
Carl Craig,
Urselle,
Sound Behaviour,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sandy B,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
K-Klass,
Motorama,
Eric B and Rakim,
Thompson Twins,
Mantronix,
Stereo Dub,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Con Funk Shun,
Dennis Brown,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Residents,
Brick,
The Dead C,
The Index,
The Music Machine,
The Five Americans,
Faraquet,
Joensuu 1685,
China Crisis,
Kerrie Biddell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Smiths,
The Neon Judgement,
The Electric Prunes,
Ossler,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.