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 France and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Can to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marmalade,
Saccharine Trust,
Prince Buster,
Eric Dolphy,
La Düsseldorf,
Graham Central Station,
June of 44,
Inner City,
Vainqueur,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sun City Girls,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mantronix,
Slick Rick,
Lalo Schifrin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Blackbyrds,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ituana,
Lou Christie,
Delta 5,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Shuggie Otis,
Liliput,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DJ Sneak,
The Last Poets,
Scott Walker,
Sound Behaviour,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Zero Boys,
H. Thieme,
Yazoo,
Yusef Lateef,
Wire,
Boz Scaggs,
Deepchord,
The Dead C,
Brass Construction,
Franke,
Lebanon Hanover,
Judy Mowatt,
Steve Hackett,
Hot Snakes,
Pagans,
The Fugs,
Flipper,
One Last Wish,
The Mojo Men,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Modern Lovers,
Harmonia,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultravox,
Donny Hathaway,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Evens,
The Cure,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.