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 East Timor and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Kaleidoscope to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet 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 guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Fluxion,
Ronan,
Davy DMX,
Jerry's Kids,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobby Womack,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mantronix,
Brothers Johnson,
Dave Gahan,
Sixth Finger,
MDC,
Severed Heads,
Matthew Bourne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Starr,
Motorama,
Vladislav Delay,
Girls At Our Best!,
Parry Music,
Hardrive,
Royal Trux,
Desert Stars,
The Techniques,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Zero Boys,
The Slits,
Camberwell Now,
One Last Wish,
Fear,
Panda Bear,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dennis Brown,
Von Mondo,
Tom Boy,
Barbara Tucker,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crash Course in Science,
Marmalade,
Erasure,
David Bowie,
R.M.O.,
X-Ray Spex,
Sun City Girls,
Tim Buckley,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Near,
Scan 7,
Jeff Lynne,
Nico,
Dead Boys,
Technova,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lalann,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gichy Dan,
Unwound,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.