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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Prince Buster to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes 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 rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Goldenarms,
Robert Wyatt,
Negative Approach,
Babytalk,
Dave Gahan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Mojo Men,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Flesh Eaters,
The Index,
Spandau Ballet,
Anthony Braxton,
Jeff Lynne,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Television,
Wings,
Lightning Bolt,
Deakin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yellowson,
Donald Byrd,
The Zeros,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lalann,
Siglo XX,
Duran Duran,
Index,
Massinfluence,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Glenn Branca,
Cymande,
Flash Fearless,
Thompson Twins,
Funky Four + One,
Mark Hollis,
The Count Five,
Excepter,
Derrick Morgan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
James White and The Blacks,
The Birthday Party,
Minny Pops,
Alice Coltrane,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Warren Ellis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Youth Brigade,
K-Klass,
Basic Channel,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lyres,
Cybotron,
Procol Harum,
The Velvet Underground,
Newcleus,
The Cramps,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.