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 Israel and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Agent Orange to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Kas Product,
This Heat,
Arcadia,
Ponytail,
Henry Cow,
Goldenarms,
The Gladiators,
John Foxx,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lalann,
Barrington Levy,
Average White Band,
Aural Exciters,
Eden Ahbez,
the Association,
Isaac Hayes,
Carl Craig,
Vladislav Delay,
Mantronix,
Jerry's Kids,
Warsaw,
Infiniti,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Golliwogs,
The Fire Engines,
Morten Harket,
Roxy Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soft Machine,
ABC,
CMW,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Au Pairs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joey Negro,
Sexual Harrassment,
Talk Talk,
Anthony Braxton,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marine Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Avey Tare,
Organ,
The Dirtbombs,
Stetsasonic,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mandrill,
Ultravox,
Harmonia,
The Young Rascals,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stereo Dub,
Swans,
John Cale,
Drexciya,
Gong,
Crime,
The Pretty Things,
John Coltrane,
Matthew Halsall,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.