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 Marshall Islands and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gerry Rafferty to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle 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,
Lower 48,
Los Fastidios,
Dead Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Arthur Verocai,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
L. Decosne,
Siglo XX,
The Pretty Things,
Magma,
Howard Jones,
Black Pus,
Joe Smooth,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun Ra,
Max Romeo,
Avey Tare,
Danielle Patucci,
Moby Grape,
Fat Boys,
The Gap Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Guru Guru,
The Mighty Diamonds,
One Last Wish,
The Doors,
Thee Headcoats,
Reuben Wilson,
The Walker Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faraquet,
Peter and Kerry,
The Martian,
Ken Boothe,
Sugar Minott,
OOIOO,
Bluetip,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sister Nancy,
Rapeman,
Gichy Dan,
The Vogues,
Black Flag,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Qualms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Depeche Mode,
The Flesh Eaters,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lindisfarne,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Associates,
The Toasters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Janne Schatter,
The Dirtbombs,
the Germs,
Lyres,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.