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 Monaco and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Rapeman to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Hardrive,
Heaven 17,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cal Tjader,
Royal Trux,
Bob Dylan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Colin Newman,
Jeff Mills,
Eve St. Jones,
Stereo Dub,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fela Kuti,
Black Bananas,
the Germs,
Tres Demented,
The Grass Roots,
the Sonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amon Düül,
The Buckinghams,
Bronski Beat,
ABBA,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deakin,
Tommy Roe,
Moss Icon,
Sound Behaviour,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hashim,
Warsaw,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Technova,
Anthony Braxton,
Section 25,
The Durutti Column,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Busters,
Brick,
Skaos,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cure,
Arab on Radar,
X-Ray Spex,
Morten Harket,
Can,
the Human League,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marmalade,
This Heat,
kango's stein massive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Qualms,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Parry Music,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.