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 Kyrgyzstan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar 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 Thompson Twins to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord 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 chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
The Residents,
Masters at Work,
Lucky Dragons,
Fluxion,
DJ Style,
Dark Day,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mo-Dettes,
Nik Kershaw,
David Axelrod,
Outsiders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pulsallama,
Joe Finger,
James White and The Blacks,
Jeff Lynne,
Radiohead,
10cc,
X-102,
Spandau Ballet,
Eddi Front,
Derrick May,
Josef K,
F. McDonald,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MDC,
Robert Hood,
Whodini,
Crispy Ambulance,
Symarip,
Hardrive,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nas,
Neil Young,
Sonic Youth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cheater Slicks,
kango's stein massive,
Eve St. Jones,
Cameo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Todd Rundgren,
Bauhaus,
Little Man,
Groovy Waters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stereo Dub,
X-Ray Spex,
Joyce Sims,
Monolake,
Sällskapet,
The Cowsills,
Technova,
Jandek,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Swans,
Black Bananas,
Sam Rivers,
Gabor Szabo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rosa Yemen,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.