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 Morocco and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Can to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Smiths,
Rufus Thomas,
Deadbeat,
D'Angelo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Negative Approach,
The Tremeloes,
Gabor Szabo,
Dave Gahan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Subhumans,
Shuggie Otis,
Nik Kershaw,
Josef K,
Hoover,
Mary Jane Girls,
Easy Going,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Smoke,
Eddi Front,
Sun City Girls,
The Slits,
Inner City,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tears for Fears,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cameo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Television,
Wings,
Visage,
Second Layer,
Fluxion,
Colin Newman,
Buzzcocks,
Funky Four + One,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
B.T. Express,
PIL,
The Monochrome Set,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Slave,
Byron Stingily,
The Star Department,
Stetsasonic,
Rites of Spring,
MDC,
Essential Logic,
Kayak,
the Human League,
X-101,
Freddie Wadling,
Bluetip,
Johnny Clarke,
Shoche,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Motions,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Slackers,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.