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 Macedonia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro 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 Flash Fearless to the jazz 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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin 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 sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Unrelated Segments,
Khruangbin,
the Slits,
Tropical Tobacco,
Niagra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ice-T,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gregory Isaacs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crash Course in Science,
Sun Ra,
E-Dancer,
Electric Prunes,
Nico,
Pulsallama,
David McCallum,
T.S.O.L.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Maleditus Sound,
Joy Division,
Sällskapet,
The Dead C,
Cluster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Shuggie Otis,
Susan Cadogan,
Fluxion,
Heaven 17,
Fela Kuti,
Rod Modell,
Urselle,
Rosa Yemen,
The Five Americans,
Cameo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dave Gahan,
Hoover,
OOIOO,
Stiv Bators,
Rotary Connection,
Suicide,
Theoretical Girls,
Flipper,
Roy Ayers,
The Names,
The Flesh Eaters,
U.S. Maple,
Metal Thangz,
Livin' Joy,
Bobby Womack,
Roxy Music,
Lower 48,
Andrew Hill,
Freddie Wadling,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cymande,
Circle Jerks,
The American Breed,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yusef Lateef,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.