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 San Marino and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Donald Byrd to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar 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 snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Angry Samoans,
The Gun Club,
Kayak,
Babytalk,
Jeff Lynne,
Donald Byrd,
Rufus Thomas,
Mantronix,
Basic Channel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
FM Einheit,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marvin Gaye,
The Shadows of Knight,
DJ Style,
OOIOO,
Jacob Miller,
Bootsy Collins,
Morten Harket,
Rosa Yemen,
Joensuu 1685,
Joe Finger,
Roxette,
Agitation Free,
Brand Nubian,
Half Japanese,
Ultra Naté,
The Motions,
Sam Rivers,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Mojo Men,
Deadbeat,
Max Romeo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cecil Taylor,
Thompson Twins,
Alice Coltrane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Move,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Bill Wells,
Television Personalities,
Graham Central Station,
The Neon Judgement,
MDC,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
X-Ray Spex,
Nick Fraelich,
The Smoke,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tubeway Army,
Fatback Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Ronnie Foster,
Avey Tare,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eli Mardock,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.