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 Bolivia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Alphaville to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Underground Resistance,
Prince Buster,
Sonic Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Oneida,
Sex Pistols,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantytec,
Lou Christie,
Eddi Front,
Chris Corsano,
The Tremeloes,
Soul II Soul,
Basic Channel,
Maurizio,
ABC,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stereo Dub,
Trumans Water,
Silicon Teens,
Scratch Acid,
June Days,
Pulsallama,
Mo-Dettes,
Eric Dolphy,
Bronski Beat,
The Busters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Young Marble Giants,
Gichy Dan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Five Americans,
Robert Wyatt,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Suburban Knight,
Camouflage,
Sister Nancy,
EPMD,
Siglo XX,
Ultra Naté,
the Sonics,
OOIOO,
Quando Quango,
The Mummies,
Janne Schatter,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Howard Jones,
Ohio Players,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
Dawn Penn,
Dennis Brown,
Guru Guru,
Deakin,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.