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 San Marino and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Warsaw to the grime 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and an oboe 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 spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kaleidoscope,
Eve St. Jones,
Mad Mike,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cure,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Davy DMX,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Matthew Bourne,
Amon Düül,
Model 500,
Magazine,
Crime,
Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
John Cale,
The Smoke,
Tubeway Army,
Lucky Dragons,
The Kinks,
The Names,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Aural Exciters,
Alphaville,
Drexciya,
CMW,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Radiopuhelimet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Easy Going,
Essential Logic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Duran Duran,
Lower 48,
Surgeon,
Marvin Gaye,
Yaz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
China Crisis,
Mandrill,
X-102,
Yellowson,
Section 25,
Black Pus,
The Music Machine,
The Wake,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ken Boothe,
MDC,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Red Krayola,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.