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 Ethiopia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Swell Maps to the grime 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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba 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 chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Wolf Eyes,
Albert Ayler,
Danielle Patucci,
The Knickerbockers,
Animal Collective,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Birthday Party,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Surgeon,
Gang Starr,
The Kinks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pulsallama,
Theoretical Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Scott Walker,
Radio Birdman,
Sound Behaviour,
Lindisfarne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sixth Finger,
Fat Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Wake,
Newcleus,
Rufus Thomas,
The Searchers,
Ossler,
The Electric Prunes,
The Doors,
The American Breed,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Happenings,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul II Soul,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Johnny Clarke,
cv313,
Quando Quango,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Wyatt,
Lyres,
Section 25,
David McCallum,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Leaves,
Alison Limerick,
ABBA,
Gichy Dan,
The Grass Roots,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.