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 Saudi Arabia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro 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 Stiv Bators to the grunge 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Colin Newman,
Quadrant,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rotary Connection,
Susan Cadogan,
Ossler,
Anthony Braxton,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chris & Cosey,
Groovy Waters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kevin Saunderson,
Harry Pussy,
Pere Ubu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Modern Lovers,
Audionom,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crash Course in Science,
Royal Trux,
The Searchers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Black Sheep,
Gil Scott Heron,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mummies,
Mark Hollis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Arthur Verocai,
Tropical Tobacco,
Second Layer,
Swell Maps,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
CMW,
Avey Tare,
Buzzcocks,
Anakelly,
Black Moon,
Ronan,
Moby Grape,
Hardrive,
Peter and Kerry,
Rites of Spring,
Juan Atkins,
The Electric Prunes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Motions,
Leonard Cohen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Surgeon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dark Day,
Fat Boys,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.