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 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the oboe 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 Animal Collective to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra,
DNA,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Flag,
The Star Department,
Black Moon,
Joe Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rosa Yemen,
Prince Buster,
Altered Images,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cecil Taylor,
Desert Stars,
Angry Samoans,
Quando Quango,
Q and Not U,
The Dirtbombs,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
Swell Maps,
Radiopuhelimet,
The J.B.'s,
The Fuzztones,
Half Japanese,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sonic Youth,
Nils Olav,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Hashim,
K-Klass,
MDC,
Harry Pussy,
AZ,
Letta Mbulu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arthur Verocai,
The Evens,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scion,
Lindisfarne,
MC5,
X-101,
The Sonics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
This Heat,
Von Mondo,
Derrick Morgan,
The Five Americans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Parry Music,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mr. Review,
D'Angelo,
Sandy B,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jerry's Kids,
Newcleus,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.