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 Slovakia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the dance 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 Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Massinfluence,
ABC,
The Moleskins,
Stiv Bators,
Josef K,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed,
The Fortunes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sarah Menescal,
Tropical Tobacco,
Black Sheep,
Cal Tjader,
Television Personalities,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rotary Connection,
Peter & Gordon,
Fugazi,
Wasted Youth,
Cybotron,
Basic Channel,
Crime,
Ituana,
Lee Hazlewood,
Slave,
Stereo Dub,
Pulsallama,
Buzzcocks,
Saccharine Trust,
The Slits,
The Music Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gang of Four,
Dead Boys,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Flag,
Pylon,
The Gap Band,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ohio Players,
The Barracudas,
Sound Behaviour,
Byron Stingily,
The Angels of Light,
Toni Rubio,
Ornette Coleman,
Sex Pistols,
Boogie Down Productions,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Echospace,
Dennis Brown,
The Monks,
Gabor Szabo,
The Blues Magoos,
Oblivians,
Altered Images,
Vainqueur,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.