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 Spain and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Faust to the crunk 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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe 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 synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Yusef Lateef,
Wings,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Wake,
PIL,
Lalo Schifrin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
A Certain Ratio,
Groovy Waters,
Piero Umiliani,
The Young Rascals,
Scion,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bauhaus,
Anthony Braxton,
The Smoke,
Babytalk,
The New Christs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Red Krayola,
The Seeds,
OOIOO,
Ken Boothe,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Wyatt,
The Index,
Brand Nubian,
In Retrospect,
U.S. Maple,
Scan 7,
The Modern Lovers,
DJ Style,
Young Marble Giants,
Derrick Morgan,
Sun Ra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Martian,
Minor Threat,
the Soft Cell,
Malaria!,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Last Poets,
Cymande,
The Buckinghams,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chris Corsano,
Tom Boy,
Archie Shepp,
Wire,
Swans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ten City,
Howard Jones,
Lou Reed,
Leonard Cohen,
Rosa Yemen,
Danielle Patucci,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.