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 Oman and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Bobby Womack to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Duran Duran,
World's Most,
Howard Jones,
Visage,
Big Daddy Kane,
Yellowson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flash Fearless,
Jerry's Kids,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Human League,
Radio Birdman,
The Remains,
The Barracudas,
Hot Snakes,
Circle Jerks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Freddie Wadling,
Swans,
F. McDonald,
DJ Style,
Blancmange,
Brick,
The Count Five,
Ponytail,
Babytalk,
Loose Ends,
Minny Pops,
The Sound,
Ice-T,
Zero Boys,
Schoolly D,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Donald Byrd,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rites of Spring,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Matthew Halsall,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wasted Youth,
The Star Department,
Tubeway Army,
Little Man,
H. Thieme,
Rosa Yemen,
Niagra,
Television Personalities,
Fluxion,
James White and The Blacks,
The Invisible,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crash Course in Science,
David McCallum,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Divine Comedy,
The Martian,
Motorama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.