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 Colombia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cameo to the techno 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Skaos,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Blackbyrds,
Unwound,
Silicon Teens,
The Golliwogs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
Boredoms,
Bang On A Can,
Jawbox,
Barbara Tucker,
The Star Department,
Sonny Sharrock,
Absolute Body Control,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Neon Judgement,
Essential Logic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ronan,
Iggy Pop,
Lower 48,
Tim Buckley,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chris & Cosey,
Monolake,
Masters at Work,
Gastr Del Sol,
Popol Vuh,
Patti Smith,
World's Most,
Flash Fearless,
Ludus,
Eli Mardock,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Knickerbockers,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter and Kerry,
Brand Nubian,
Nas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Infiniti,
The Pretty Things,
Kurtis Blow,
K-Klass,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Holt,
The Black Dice,
Eric Dolphy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultimate Spinach,
La Düsseldorf,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.