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 Benin and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Quadrant to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a chamberlin and a spring reverb 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 linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Pantytec,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heaven 17,
Eurythmics,
Qualms,
Oneida,
Groovy Waters,
Television Personalities,
cv313,
Monolake,
Mandrill,
MDC,
Underground Resistance,
Spandau Ballet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rakim,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ice-T,
Deepchord,
Audionom,
Jeru the Damaja,
Masters at Work,
Outsiders,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mary Jane Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donny Hathaway,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cymande,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
June of 44,
Boredoms,
LL Cool J,
Warren Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Make Up,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Section 25,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Normal,
Lyres,
Japan,
Blancmange,
Quadrant,
The Litter,
La Düsseldorf,
Siglo XX,
Howard Jones,
Technova,
Yazoo,
Bobby Sherman,
Marvin Gaye,
Babytalk,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.