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 Germany and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Hot Snakes to the jazz 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '80s 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 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Black Sheep,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kurtis Blow,
Lucky Dragons,
Cameo,
Gang Green,
Al Stewart,
Excepter,
Sarah Menescal,
Dennis Brown,
Skarface,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sonics,
Audionom,
Y Pants,
The Moleskins,
Black Flag,
The Doors,
Chrome,
Los Fastidios,
Radiohead,
The Divine Comedy,
Connie Case,
Arthur Verocai,
Hardrive,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cramps,
Blancmange,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Matthew Halsall,
Stetsasonic,
The Martian,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Stooges,
Derrick May,
Mary Jane Girls,
Thee Headcoats,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David McCallum,
The Leaves,
Grandmaster Flash,
CMW,
Barclay James Harvest,
Darondo,
The Residents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mark Hollis,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Q and Not U,
Moby Grape,
The Real Kids,
Barbara Tucker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Suicide,
Guru Guru,
Tres Demented,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joe Finger,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.