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 Micronesia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba 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 spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Television Personalities,
Joy Division,
Stereo Dub,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kayak,
The Flesh Eaters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeru the Damaja,
Au Pairs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roxette,
The Gap Band,
Malaria!,
These Immortal Souls,
Al Stewart,
Robert Wyatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crooked Eye,
10cc,
Roxy Music,
Q and Not U,
Liliput,
Eric B and Rakim,
Technova,
Guru Guru,
E-Dancer,
The Busters,
Joyce Sims,
cv313,
Nico,
JFA,
Stetsasonic,
Jawbox,
The Pop Group,
Babytalk,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nils Olav,
Delta 5,
Minor Threat,
Colin Newman,
Eden Ahbez,
La Düsseldorf,
Arab on Radar,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Germs,
The United States of America,
Ice-T,
Letta Mbulu,
Grey Daturas,
The Techniques,
Angry Samoans,
Cybotron,
Deakin,
Pere Ubu,
Qualms,
Spandau Ballet,
Eurythmics,
Depeche Mode,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Move,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.