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 Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harpers Bizarre to the dance 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet 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 sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
The Associates,
Gang Gang Dance,
New Order,
Kerri Chandler,
Juan Atkins,
Joe Finger,
Toni Rubio,
The Human League,
Michelle Simonal,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Index,
Sun Ra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Piero Umiliani,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pussy Galore,
Delta 5,
Von Mondo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Susan Cadogan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
Bill Wells,
Soulsonic Force,
The Neon Judgement,
Fela Kuti,
Erasure,
The Kinks,
The Moleskins,
The Stooges,
the Human League,
Harmonia,
The Leaves,
Sight & Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Marc Almond,
H. Thieme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lightning Bolt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Grey Daturas,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Invisible,
Mo-Dettes,
Davy DMX,
Jeff Mills,
Glenn Branca,
Faust,
Tomorrow,
Nils Olav,
Jesper Dahlback,
Siglo XX,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The New Christs,
Aswad,
Joe Smooth,
The Birthday Party,
Faraquet,
kango's stein massive,
New York Dolls,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.