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 Haiti and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 The Alarm Clocks to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe 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 arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Niagra,
Stiv Bators,
Agent Orange,
Barbara Tucker,
Donald Byrd,
The Velvet Underground,
Suicide,
Curtis Mayfield,
E-Dancer,
Erykah Badu,
The Litter,
Tropical Tobacco,
Althea and Donna,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jandek,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Moleskins,
Easy Going,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-Ray Spex,
the Normal,
The Seeds,
The Skatalites,
Black Flag,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül II,
The Raincoats,
Bronski Beat,
Lalann,
T. Rex,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minutemen,
The Slackers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Fania All-Stars,
Yaz,
Liliput,
Shuggie Otis,
Erasure,
Scientists,
Cecil Taylor,
Iggy Pop,
Kurtis Blow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scan 7,
Minor Threat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stereo Dub,
Joensuu 1685,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Section 25,
Supertramp,
Marc Almond,
Ice-T,
The Zeros,
Cymande,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Q65,
Quantec,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.