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 Albania and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Rosa Yemen to the electroclash 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb 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 mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
the Bar-Kays,
Nation of Ulysses,
Agent Orange,
T.S.O.L.,
In Retrospect,
Monks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Barclay James Harvest,
DNA,
Scientists,
Crash Course in Science,
Anthony Braxton,
Terry Callier,
FM Einheit,
Basic Channel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Public Enemy,
Susan Cadogan,
Robert Hood,
Graham Central Station,
Nico,
The Blues Magoos,
Glenn Branca,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Red Krayola,
Dark Day,
Panda Bear,
Lucky Dragons,
The Count Five,
Country Teasers,
John Cale,
Tears for Fears,
Bluetip,
DJ Sneak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pere Ubu,
Derrick May,
Joy Division,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Offenders,
Ohio Players,
The Velvet Underground,
Wire,
A Certain Ratio,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Wells,
Lalann,
Marshall Jefferson,
Make Up,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Leonard Cohen,
Swell Maps,
Kool Moe Dee,
R.M.O.,
Marmalade,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ituana,
Sight & Sound,
Skaos,
Slave,
Loose Ends,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.