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 Chile and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 Chrome to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bill Near,
the Fania All-Stars,
Iggy Pop,
The Techniques,
Groovy Waters,
Warren Ellis,
The Tremeloes,
Reuben Wilson,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Angels of Light,
Fatback Band,
Colin Newman,
Lindisfarne,
Fela Kuti,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Soft Cell,
Faraquet,
Cecil Taylor,
Marc Almond,
Funkadelic,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeff Mills,
Howard Jones,
Alton Ellis,
The Happenings,
Make Up,
E-Dancer,
Simply Red,
Jacques Brel,
Cal Tjader,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oblivians,
The Golliwogs,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Slackers,
CMW,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fugs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lower 48,
Siglo XX,
Pulsallama,
Derrick Morgan,
X-102,
Electric Prunes,
Peter & Gordon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yellowson,
Al Stewart,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Heaven 17,
The Monks,
Aloha Tigers,
Marine Girls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jesper Dahlback,
PIL,
Khruangbin,
Sun Ra,
Section 25,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.