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 Antigua and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dual Sessions to the techno 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Sparks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Sherman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gichy Dan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oblivians,
Trumans Water,
The Offenders,
Nico,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Arthur Verocai,
Hasil Adkins,
Big Daddy Kane,
kango's stein massive,
Newcleus,
Bobby Womack,
The Vogues,
The Smiths,
Sound Behaviour,
Spandau Ballet,
Spoonie Gee,
Terry Callier,
Graham Central Station,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joe Finger,
ABC,
Amon Düül II,
A Certain Ratio,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Idris Muhammad,
Panda Bear,
Kenny Larkin,
The American Breed,
Television,
Khruangbin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nas,
The Skatalites,
Porter Ricks,
Boz Scaggs,
Pylon,
Country Teasers,
Carl Craig,
Kaleidoscope,
Sight & Sound,
ABBA,
Kevin Saunderson,
Prince Buster,
Hoover,
The Modern Lovers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Underground Resistance,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.