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 Senegal and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Cale to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Walker Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Circle Jerks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tom Boy,
Scrapy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
One Last Wish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Association,
Kaleidoscope,
Steve Hackett,
Blossom Toes,
Roxy Music,
Bluetip,
Oblivians,
E-Dancer,
The Black Dice,
The Sound,
Shoche,
Desert Stars,
Amon Düül II,
Cal Tjader,
Tomorrow,
Morten Harket,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Swans,
Lindisfarne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
FM Einheit,
The Blues Magoos,
LL Cool J,
Excepter,
Blake Baxter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Offenders,
Grauzone,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Franke,
Agent Orange,
Absolute Body Control,
Saccharine Trust,
Outsiders,
Eddi Front,
Index,
The Stooges,
Reuben Wilson,
The Angels of Light,
The Buckinghams,
Funky Four + One,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gories,
Kerri Chandler,
Jerry's Kids,
Man Eating Sloth,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.