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 Oman and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Clear Light to the punk 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 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 oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
CMW,
Joe Smooth,
Unrelated Segments,
The Kinks,
Depeche Mode,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barrington Levy,
The Durutti Column,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Slits,
Loose Ends,
Television,
The Gun Club,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Duran Duran,
Connie Case,
Nick Fraelich,
Thompson Twins,
Rites of Spring,
Pantytec,
Slave,
Fluxion,
Thee Headcoats,
Juan Atkins,
Gichy Dan,
Moby Grape,
Deepchord,
Chris & Cosey,
The Sound,
Average White Band,
Von Mondo,
The Neon Judgement,
Buzzcocks,
The Pop Group,
The Smiths,
The Golliwogs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Piero Umiliani,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cheater Slicks,
The Wake,
The Doobie Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tom Boy,
Gong,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlback,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lyres,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Prince Buster,
ABC,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Magazine,
Sex Pistols,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tomorrow,
Sällskapet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.