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 Taiwan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Little Man to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes 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 sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Talk Talk,
The Move,
Average White Band,
Bob Dylan,
Thee Headcoats,
The Star Department,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Spoonie Gee,
The Misunderstood,
Cal Tjader,
Bang On A Can,
Moby Grape,
Quantec,
Black Moon,
The Golliwogs,
Agent Orange,
Livin' Joy,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jeff Mills,
Hoover,
Marvin Gaye,
L. Decosne,
Ossler,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Monks,
Schoolly D,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barrington Levy,
The Electric Prunes,
The Beau Brummels,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gabor Szabo,
Mr. Review,
H. Thieme,
Fear,
Lower 48,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rites of Spring,
Technova,
Juan Atkins,
Altered Images,
Flash Fearless,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grey Daturas,
Magma,
The Detroit Cobras,
Motorama,
Pulsallama,
Warsaw,
Sun City Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Silicon Teens,
The Buckinghams,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Supertramp,
Jacques Brel,
Johnny Osbourne,
New Order,
Unrelated Segments,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.