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 Belize and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Inner City to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
the Sonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
China Crisis,
Grauzone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Agitation Free,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aloha Tigers,
The Pretty Things,
Johnny Osbourne,
The New Christs,
The Gories,
Faraquet,
the Human League,
Man Parrish,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sonics,
Hasil Adkins,
The Divine Comedy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David Bowie,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brick,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Star Department,
Eddi Front,
Dual Sessions,
Camouflage,
Harmonia,
Derrick Morgan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quantec,
Eurythmics,
Laurel Aitken,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Moon,
Schoolly D,
Minny Pops,
Bill Wells,
Lucky Dragons,
Cluster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Throbbing Gristle,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
Chris & Cosey,
Duran Duran,
Fluxion,
Lakeside,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scratch Acid,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sandy B,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Skatalites,
Swell Maps,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.