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 Togo and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Warsaw to the electroclash 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eurythmics,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Brass Construction,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bootsy Collins,
James White and The Blacks,
Barrington Levy,
Wasted Youth,
Average White Band,
Goldenarms,
8 Eyed Spy,
Khruangbin,
Sight & Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lungfish,
The Gap Band,
The Names,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ten City,
Henry Cow,
Ronan,
T. Rex,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Motorama,
Erasure,
The Electric Prunes,
Pantytec,
Terry Callier,
Chrome,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unrelated Segments,
Sugar Minott,
Qualms,
Sparks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
R.M.O.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bad Manners,
Cymande,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Barracudas,
John Coltrane,
Anakelly,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roger Hodgson,
Reagan Youth,
The Gladiators,
Colin Newman,
Crime,
The Index,
Harpers Bizarre,
World's Most,
Rotary Connection,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Traffic Nightmare,
June Days,
Stetsasonic,
Sister Nancy,
Pierre Henry,
Technova,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.