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 Australia and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Association to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare 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 organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Nirvana,
The Leaves,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pantytec,
The Dave Clark Five,
Donny Hathaway,
Quadrant,
Motorama,
Cybotron,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Matthew Bourne,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Adolescents,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Zero Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Black Dice,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Monks,
Average White Band,
Magazine,
Radiohead,
Cal Tjader,
The Golliwogs,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Sherman,
the Soft Cell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soft Machine,
Masters at Work,
The Dirtbombs,
Vainqueur,
the Bar-Kays,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Shoche,
Chris Corsano,
X-Ray Spex,
Zapp,
10cc,
cv313,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Slackers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tropical Tobacco,
Procol Harum,
the Normal,
Godley & Creme,
The Remains,
X-102,
The Misunderstood,
Qualms,
Das Ding,
The Barracudas,
Carl Craig,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.