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 Iceland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 The J.B.'s to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro 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 snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Subhumans,
Lou Christie,
Sonny Sharrock,
Second Layer,
Oblivians,
World's Most,
Laurel Aitken,
Intrusion,
Godley & Creme,
the Fania All-Stars,
MDC,
The Real Kids,
Monks,
Malaria!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ituana,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mission of Burma,
Public Enemy,
Warren Ellis,
Mantronix,
Nik Kershaw,
Alphaville,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blake Baxter,
Y Pants,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pantytec,
Loose Ends,
Average White Band,
The Fortunes,
These Immortal Souls,
Eve St. Jones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Minutemen,
X-101,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rufus Thomas,
Stiv Bators,
The Tremeloes,
Freddie Wadling,
The Birthday Party,
Brand Nubian,
Ronnie Foster,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alton Ellis,
Negative Approach,
Dead Boys,
Skaos,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
K-Klass,
Sam Rivers,
The Mummies,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fluxion,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.