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 Greece and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sonic Youth to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron 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 an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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 Association,
Stetsasonic,
The Invisible,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Banda Bassotti,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moss Icon,
The Gap Band,
Harry Pussy,
Soul II Soul,
Rod Modell,
Parry Music,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Move,
Terry Callier,
The Offenders,
The Gladiators,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hoover,
Gang of Four,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Laurel Aitken,
Sam Rivers,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Byrd,
Ralphi Rosario,
Angry Samoans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
H. Thieme,
Echospace,
Suicide,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Warsaw,
Tears for Fears,
Dead Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
Absolute Body Control,
Sister Nancy,
Motorama,
Marmalade,
Negative Approach,
Fatback Band,
Duran Duran,
Average White Band,
Organ,
The Smoke,
the Human League,
Rites of Spring,
DJ Style,
EPMD,
Cybotron,
Stockholm Monsters,
Circle Jerks,
CMW,
Khruangbin,
Swell Maps,
The Skatalites,
The Moleskins,
Sarah Menescal,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.