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 Ethiopia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Morten Harket 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Aaron Thompson,
Grey Daturas,
Barry Ungar,
Jacques Brel,
Black Moon,
Ludus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Davy DMX,
The Techniques,
Brick,
Warsaw,
Los Fastidios,
Aural Exciters,
Isaac Hayes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Outsiders,
Underground Resistance,
The Real Kids,
Public Enemy,
The Music Machine,
Rufus Thomas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Procol Harum,
The Modern Lovers,
Franke,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxette,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Soft Cell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barbara Tucker,
Vainqueur,
John Lydon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Moleskins,
Pulsallama,
Bobby Sherman,
Sugar Minott,
Ohio Players,
Ice-T,
June of 44,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Main Source,
Rekid,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
In Retrospect,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mark Hollis,
Unwound,
Crash Course in Science,
K-Klass,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Swell Maps,
Bob Dylan,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.