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 Bahamas and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin 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 Erykah Badu to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar 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 theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Cameo,
The Residents,
Massinfluence,
Gichy Dan,
The Leaves,
One Last Wish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Letta Mbulu,
Fear,
Avey Tare,
Minny Pops,
The Standells,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Erasure,
Jeff Lynne,
The Martian,
Basic Channel,
Alison Limerick,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Yaz,
Johnny Clarke,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Black Dice,
Q65,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultra Naté,
Byron Stingily,
Moebius,
MDC,
Duran Duran,
Bill Wells,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Remains,
China Crisis,
KRS-One,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Circle Jerks,
Crash Course in Science,
Brand Nubian,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bad Manners,
New Age Steppers,
A Certain Ratio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harry Pussy,
Rekid,
Ohio Players,
Deepchord,
Swell Maps,
Public Enemy,
cv313,
Talk Talk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quantec,
The Barracudas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ronan,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Birthday Party,
David McCallum,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.