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 Kenya and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bauhaus to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba 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 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Panda Bear,
Surgeon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Drive Like Jehu,
Accadde A,
Donny Hathaway,
Country Teasers,
Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ken Boothe,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Sheep,
Depeche Mode,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Saints,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DJ Sneak,
Blancmange,
Arab on Radar,
Niagra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Babytalk,
Little Man,
Rekid,
Reuben Wilson,
Laurel Aitken,
Eurythmics,
Bluetip,
Crispy Ambulance,
Siglo XX,
L. Decosne,
Nas,
The Gun Club,
the Normal,
JFA,
Loose Ends,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
In Retrospect,
The Seeds,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dave Gahan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Womack,
The Remains,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Knickerbockers,
The Selecter,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gladiators,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.