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 Slovenia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Audionom to the rap 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba 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 harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiohead,
Sister Nancy,
Aaron Thompson,
The Slits,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
JFA,
The Last Poets,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Donny Hathaway,
Kerri Chandler,
Theoretical Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nas,
The Cramps,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mantronix,
Silicon Teens,
Henry Cow,
DNA,
Banda Bassotti,
Bauhaus,
Rod Modell,
Stereo Dub,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soulsonic Force,
Crash Course in Science,
MDC,
Desert Stars,
The Misunderstood,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Lydon,
James White and The Blacks,
Tim Buckley,
The Shadows of Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
ABC,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
48th St. Collective,
The Cowsills,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cheater Slicks,
CMW,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shoche,
Throbbing Gristle,
Godley & Creme,
The Walker Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
Kurtis Blow,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Blackbyrds,
Amazonics,
Connie Case,
Joe Finger,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.