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 Montenegro and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Panda Bear to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin 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 harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ronan,
The Fuzztones,
The Fortunes,
Alton Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
Duran Duran,
Hardrive,
Sällskapet,
John Foxx,
Nation of Ulysses,
AZ,
Television,
Zapp,
Nas,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rosa Yemen,
The Human League,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Wake,
Jerry's Kids,
Gichy Dan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sex Pistols,
Loose Ends,
Newcleus,
Japan,
Ronnie Foster,
The Monochrome Set,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David Axelrod,
The Move,
The Seeds,
Roxy Music,
Brothers Johnson,
T. Rex,
a-ha,
DJ Style,
Marc Almond,
Joey Negro,
Magma,
Surgeon,
Sugar Minott,
Barrington Levy,
Anthony Braxton,
Sarah Menescal,
Saccharine Trust,
8 Eyed Spy,
Section 25,
X-102,
Iggy Pop,
Brick,
Jeff Lynne,
Steve Hackett,
Robert Görl,
Scott Walker,
Scratch Acid,
Yazoo,
Average White Band,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.