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 Honduras and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Juan Atkins to the electroclash 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes 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 snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
48th St. Collective,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mars,
The Wake,
Mission of Burma,
Mantronix,
Sunsets and Hearts,
UT,
Boz Scaggs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The United States of America,
The Move,
Gang of Four,
Bizarre Inc.,
Television,
Icehouse,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
AZ,
The Vogues,
Andrew Hill,
Con Funk Shun,
FM Einheit,
Newcleus,
X-102,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scrapy,
In Retrospect,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Heaven 17,
T.S.O.L.,
Stetsasonic,
Barbara Tucker,
The Names,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eden Ahbez,
Archie Shepp,
Fugazi,
Loose Ends,
Lower 48,
Ossler,
Eric B and Rakim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amazonics,
Marine Girls,
Lou Christie,
John Cale,
Chris & Cosey,
Minnie Riperton,
Bill Wells,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
Scratch Acid,
Half Japanese,
Ronan,
Yellowson,
Josef K,
Schoolly D,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.