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 Paraguay and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Vladislav Delay to the dance 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Susan Cadogan,
Wally Richardson,
L. Decosne,
Chris & Cosey,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soft Machine,
The Doobie Brothers,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Happenings,
The Tremeloes,
Graham Central Station,
Masters at Work,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mantronix,
Spoonie Gee,
OOIOO,
Sister Nancy,
Fluxion,
Maurizio,
Youth Brigade,
Kaleidoscope,
Television Personalities,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Bananas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sandy B,
Das Ding,
Ultra Naté,
Depeche Mode,
Saccharine Trust,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radio Birdman,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Womack,
Skaos,
Quadrant,
Glambeats Corp.,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantytec,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lalann,
Radiohead,
Ossler,
The Searchers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Visage,
Robert Wyatt,
Joey Negro,
Jandek,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Little Man,
Erykah Badu,
The Victims,
Johnny Osbourne,
Infiniti,
Second Layer,
Lou Reed,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.