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 Estonia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Tom Boy 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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum 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 theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Simply Red,
Brand Nubian,
The Happenings,
Ken Boothe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gladiators,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
EPMD,
Panda Bear,
Charles Mingus,
Letta Mbulu,
T.S.O.L.,
Mo-Dettes,
Shoche,
Wally Richardson,
Reuben Wilson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Monks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sight & Sound,
Roxy Music,
A Certain Ratio,
Dark Day,
The Techniques,
The Selecter,
X-Ray Spex,
X-102,
Roger Hodgson,
Tommy Roe,
Spandau Ballet,
The Evens,
Stetsasonic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Blancmange,
Lightning Bolt,
Michelle Simonal,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Human League,
kango's stein massive,
Sonic Youth,
Eric Copeland,
Severed Heads,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fat Boys,
Junior Murvin,
Prince Buster,
Whodini,
Smog,
Rod Modell,
John Lydon,
Aloha Tigers,
Toni Rubio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bob Dylan,
Das Ding,
Sister Nancy,
The Velvet Underground,
cv313,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.