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 Chad and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Wally Richardson to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba 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 theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Essential Logic,
Cybotron,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Bar-Kays,
Average White Band,
Jandek,
Thee Headcoats,
The Slits,
The Blues Magoos,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Neon Judgement,
Ronan,
Royal Trux,
Whodini,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bang On A Can,
Dual Sessions,
Mars,
Swell Maps,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nils Olav,
Archie Shepp,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Alison Limerick,
Pierre Henry,
Thompson Twins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Masters at Work,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tears for Fears,
Guru Guru,
Excepter,
the Swans,
Bootsy Collins,
One Last Wish,
Morten Harket,
Qualms,
cv313,
Anthony Braxton,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stiv Bators,
Mission of Burma,
U.S. Maple,
The Techniques,
Sam Rivers,
Goldenarms,
Nick Fraelich,
Mary Jane Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Janne Schatter,
Ossler,
Eden Ahbez,
Rakim,
Underground Resistance,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mad Mike,
Easy Going,
Malaria!,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.