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 Slovenia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Dennis Brown to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer 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 linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Trumans Water,
Little Man,
Deadbeat,
Shuggie Otis,
Smog,
Quantec,
MDC,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rotary Connection,
The Associates,
Alton Ellis,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Techniques,
E-Dancer,
Funkadelic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Porter Ricks,
Delta 5,
Negative Approach,
Drive Like Jehu,
Radiopuhelimet,
Wasted Youth,
Matthew Halsall,
Eden Ahbez,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fortunes,
X-Ray Spex,
Young Marble Giants,
Grey Daturas,
Archie Shepp,
The Divine Comedy,
Lightning Bolt,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ten City,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Lydon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fad Gadget,
Jesper Dahlback,
Half Japanese,
Roger Hodgson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Procol Harum,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lalo Schifrin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Evens,
Jacques Brel,
This Heat,
Crispy Ambulance,
MC5,
The Fire Engines,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Martian,
Peter and Kerry,
Warsaw,
Sixth Finger,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.