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 United Kingdom and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Fortunes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Y Pants,
AZ,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Names,
World's Most,
Absolute Body Control,
Hashim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Guru Guru,
Siglo XX,
Livin' Joy,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fire Engines,
Warren Ellis,
Saccharine Trust,
The Slackers,
Kerri Chandler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
ABC,
Roy Ayers,
Eric Dolphy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
FM Einheit,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soft Cell,
Q and Not U,
Terrestrial Tones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Leaves,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Danielle Patucci,
Glenn Branca,
Joyce Sims,
Yazoo,
The Electric Prunes,
Althea and Donna,
Isaac Hayes,
Deakin,
KRS-One,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kayak,
In Retrospect,
Scratch Acid,
CMW,
Aloha Tigers,
Arthur Verocai,
Sällskapet,
Slick Rick,
Jandek,
Schoolly D,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Charles Mingus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rhythm & Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.