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 Guatemala and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Minutemen to the techno 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Cybotron,
Ohio Players,
Dennis Brown,
Agent Orange,
Moss Icon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vladislav Delay,
Intrusion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Womack,
Porter Ricks,
Scott Walker,
FM Einheit,
David Axelrod,
Jacques Brel,
DNA,
The Mojo Men,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Christie,
Franke,
The Misunderstood,
The Angels of Light,
Lou Reed,
Panda Bear,
Crispian St. Peters,
Darondo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Human League,
B.T. Express,
JFA,
the Normal,
ABBA,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Searchers,
Spoonie Gee,
X-Ray Spex,
Roy Ayers,
Sun City Girls,
The Music Machine,
Newcleus,
The Leaves,
Johnny Clarke,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Piero Umiliani,
The Seeds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Albert Ayler,
Surgeon,
Leonard Cohen,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Bananas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Little Man,
The Grass Roots,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quadrant,
Oblivians,
Gang Starr,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.