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 Congo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jerry's Kids to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Accadde A,
Ken Boothe,
The Stooges,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hot Snakes,
Soul II Soul,
Livin' Joy,
The Gun Club,
Jandek,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Parry Music,
Arab on Radar,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ludus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Stetsasonic,
Laurel Aitken,
Khruangbin,
Erykah Badu,
Boz Scaggs,
Rites of Spring,
The Angels of Light,
Bill Near,
The Detroit Cobras,
K-Klass,
Crime,
Babytalk,
The Standells,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eve St. Jones,
Pantytec,
the Bar-Kays,
Wally Richardson,
Banda Bassotti,
Andrew Hill,
The Gap Band,
The Busters,
Country Teasers,
The Gladiators,
Grandmaster Flash,
Negative Approach,
Saccharine Trust,
Suburban Knight,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Green,
Anthony Braxton,
Franke,
Peter & Gordon,
Agitation Free,
Nation of Ulysses,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crooked Eye,
Janne Schatter,
Index,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.