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 Antigua and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Con Funk Shun to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Nas,
Sonic Youth,
Joe Smooth,
Tubeway Army,
Prince Buster,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minutemen,
Agent Orange,
Connie Case,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Ronnie Foster,
Slick Rick,
Sam Rivers,
Don Cherry,
The Motions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pagans,
The Black Dice,
Cecil Taylor,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fall,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bad Manners,
Reuben Wilson,
Charles Mingus,
Fela Kuti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mo-Dettes,
the Slits,
World's Most,
Robert Hood,
Quantec,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultra Naté,
cv313,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radio Birdman,
Arthur Verocai,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fortunes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Glenn Branca,
T. Rex,
Lyres,
Lalann,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cal Tjader,
Crooked Eye,
Lakeside,
Cybotron,
The Techniques,
Kayak,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
H. Thieme,
Nik Kershaw,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bootsy Collins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.