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 Tunisia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
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 Holger Czukay 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 Hot Snakes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron 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?
Pole,
Jeff Lynne,
Joe Finger,
Fluxion,
OOIOO,
Ten City,
Oblivians,
Brass Construction,
Masters at Work,
Liliput,
R.M.O.,
Essential Logic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Don Cherry,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rekid,
ABC,
Cameo,
Sam Rivers,
The Mojo Men,
T.S.O.L.,
Model 500,
The Skatalites,
Whodini,
Eli Mardock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Toasters,
Aural Exciters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Near,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Grey Daturas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sugar Minott,
Kayak,
Porter Ricks,
Quadrant,
The Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gong,
Scrapy,
Supertramp,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mark Hollis,
T. Rex,
Funky Four + One,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crash Course in Science,
The Invisible,
Alphaville,
Smog,
Hot Snakes,
Bob Dylan,
The Standells,
Ituana,
Theoretical Girls,
New Order,
Kool Moe Dee,
Letta Mbulu,
Sex Pistols,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.