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 the UAE and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bill Wells to the electroclash 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Lightning Bolt,
Royal Trux,
June Days,
The Skatalites,
Babytalk,
Hoover,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nico,
the Soft Cell,
Echospace,
Black Moon,
Fela Kuti,
Quadrant,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alice Coltrane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ronan,
PIL,
Shoche,
MC5,
Brand Nubian,
Eden Ahbez,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thompson Twins,
Jeff Mills,
Man Parrish,
Janne Schatter,
The Moody Blues,
Lakeside,
Y Pants,
T. Rex,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Flag,
Aloha Tigers,
Amazonics,
The Neon Judgement,
Soft Cell,
Blossom Toes,
Goldenarms,
Dawn Penn,
Dual Sessions,
The Wake,
Anakelly,
Underground Resistance,
The Sonics,
The Index,
Oblivians,
Michelle Simonal,
Bluetip,
Cameo,
Sonic Youth,
Robert Görl,
The Names,
Tomorrow,
Gang Green,
F. McDonald,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rufus Thomas,
Ludus,
Lindisfarne,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.