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 Kyrgyzstan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Babytalk,
Boredoms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Neil Young,
Au Pairs,
Barrington Levy,
Jeff Lynne,
Vainqueur,
Technova,
Pulsallama,
Amon Düül II,
Y Pants,
Susan Cadogan,
the Human League,
Fatback Band,
Eli Mardock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Loose Ends,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Man Parrish,
The Saints,
The Divine Comedy,
Whodini,
Cluster,
Maleditus Sound,
The Gories,
Gong,
Arab on Radar,
The Golliwogs,
Underground Resistance,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Index,
Liliput,
Reuben Wilson,
Neu!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Outsiders,
Shuggie Otis,
June Days,
Magma,
Soulsonic Force,
Pagans,
The Angels of Light,
Marvin Gaye,
Tommy Roe,
Mantronix,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Names,
Stiv Bators,
Bush Tetras,
R.M.O.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chris Corsano,
The Barracudas,
ABC,
Subhumans,
Ice-T,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.