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 Slovenia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the jazz 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron 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 guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Little Man,
Faraquet,
Dave Gahan,
Negative Approach,
Hot Snakes,
Nik Kershaw,
The Evens,
Fad Gadget,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bob Dylan,
Public Enemy,
Qualms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Suburban Knight,
Sister Nancy,
Joyce Sims,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Sonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Busters,
Isaac Hayes,
Dual Sessions,
The Cowsills,
The Monochrome Set,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fatback Band,
Thompson Twins,
Franke,
The Buckinghams,
Matthew Halsall,
Unrelated Segments,
David Axelrod,
Second Layer,
Fluxion,
Desert Stars,
The Alarm Clocks,
MDC,
Ohio Players,
Delta 5,
Rekid,
David Bowie,
Skarface,
Organ,
Y Pants,
Roxette,
Freddie Wadling,
Flash Fearless,
Matthew Bourne,
Lungfish,
Radiohead,
New York Dolls,
Average White Band,
Aswad,
Magma,
Zapp,
Con Funk Shun,
Thee Headcoats,
Peter & Gordon,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.