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 Denmark and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Smog to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba 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 oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Audionom,
The Move,
the Human League,
Henry Cow,
Boredoms,
Kaleidoscope,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Womack,
Lower 48,
Bang On A Can,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fall,
The Standells,
Babytalk,
Brass Construction,
Ossler,
Alphaville,
Shoche,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mandrill,
Andrew Hill,
Don Cherry,
The Grass Roots,
Chris & Cosey,
Thee Headcoats,
Qualms,
Marshall Jefferson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Von Mondo,
FM Einheit,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kevin Saunderson,
Con Funk Shun,
Charles Mingus,
OOIOO,
B.T. Express,
The Electric Prunes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Adolescents,
Eric Dolphy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Unwound,
Moby Grape,
LL Cool J,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Wally Richardson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roy Ayers,
Sparks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Searchers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dual Sessions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Morten Harket,
Al Stewart,
The Monochrome Set,
Blossom Toes,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.