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 Indonesia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 David McCallum to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Womack,
Yaz,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Q65,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rod Modell,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Human League,
Jandek,
Moss Icon,
Crime,
Barrington Levy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Circle Jerks,
Amazonics,
X-102,
Bobby Hutcherson,
PIL,
Al Stewart,
R.M.O.,
Yellowson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Sonics,
Thee Headcoats,
Chris Corsano,
Kayak,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pantytec,
Junior Murvin,
Outsiders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Bar-Kays,
Judy Mowatt,
Zapp,
Sixth Finger,
Kerri Chandler,
The Names,
The Tremeloes,
John Coltrane,
Letta Mbulu,
Japan,
Lalann,
This Heat,
Theoretical Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Slave,
Tom Boy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jacques Brel,
The Fugs,
Gong,
the Slits,
Aaron Thompson,
Heaven 17,
Depeche Mode,
The Toasters,
Johnny Clarke,
Soulsonic Force,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.