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 Argentina and from London.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tres Demented to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet 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 synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Ornette Coleman,
Idris Muhammad,
Hoover,
Yusef Lateef,
Ken Boothe,
The Gories,
The Misunderstood,
These Immortal Souls,
Alice Coltrane,
Hashim,
Negative Approach,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Moody Blues,
Sun City Girls,
Anthony Braxton,
Marine Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Iggy Pop,
Blancmange,
Altered Images,
The Blues Magoos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harmonia,
The Sonics,
New York Dolls,
The Grass Roots,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DJ Sneak,
Drive Like Jehu,
World's Most,
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Suburban Knight,
Prince Buster,
The Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tom Boy,
The Electric Prunes,
Shoche,
Marmalade,
Pulsallama,
Black Moon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
John Holt,
X-101,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mantronix,
Lower 48,
Stetsasonic,
Kerri Chandler,
Tres Demented,
Outsiders,
Ohio Players,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.