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 Togo and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Maleditus Sound to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord 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 mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Reagan Youth,
Warren Ellis,
Faust,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bizarre Inc.,
Blancmange,
The Busters,
Black Flag,
Kenny Larkin,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Coltrane,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Thee Headcoats,
Newcleus,
Barrington Levy,
Jacob Miller,
X-101,
New Order,
Isaac Hayes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Radiohead,
Thompson Twins,
Marc Almond,
Iggy Pop,
Niagra,
Sight & Sound,
Rapeman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Y Pants,
Skriet,
Angry Samoans,
Slave,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Beau Brummels,
Harpers Bizarre,
Infiniti,
Scan 7,
Drexciya,
Eurythmics,
Dead Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
This Heat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Arab on Radar,
The Stooges,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Five Americans,
The Gap Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swans,
Eddi Front,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Au Pairs,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fire Engines,
a-ha,
Wolf Eyes,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.