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 Gambia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 The Toasters to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar 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 snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
a-ha,
Brand Nubian,
Pantaleimon,
The Blues Magoos,
Flipper,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Albert Ayler,
Das Ding,
Gichy Dan,
Ken Boothe,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yaz,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cowsills,
Henry Cow,
June Days,
Graham Central Station,
Nick Fraelich,
Tears for Fears,
Joy Division,
Eric B and Rakim,
Robert Wyatt,
Ornette Coleman,
Camberwell Now,
Marvin Gaye,
AZ,
The Associates,
Janne Schatter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Television Personalities,
The Litter,
R.M.O.,
Intrusion,
Subhumans,
The Blackbyrds,
Minor Threat,
Nas,
The Stooges,
Marine Girls,
Brass Construction,
Girls At Our Best!,
Boredoms,
Whodini,
Todd Terry,
Schoolly D,
Sonic Youth,
Scan 7,
Lou Christie,
Susan Cadogan,
Dave Gahan,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Icehouse,
Fugazi,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amon Düül,
Eli Mardock,
Chrome,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.