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 Bolivia and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 the Association 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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lakeside,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Qualms,
Yazoo,
Y Pants,
UT,
Blossom Toes,
The Knickerbockers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Janne Schatter,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Todd Terry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Associates,
Mad Mike,
Groovy Waters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Pretty Things,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Cowsills,
Depeche Mode,
The Monks,
Fat Boys,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lightning Bolt,
The Vogues,
The Doors,
Eric Copeland,
Moebius,
Vladislav Delay,
It's A Beautiful Day,
L. Decosne,
Dennis Brown,
Sandy B,
Audionom,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Agitation Free,
Suburban Knight,
EPMD,
Grauzone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
ABC,
Suicide,
The Evens,
Barbara Tucker,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yaz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Smoke,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
T.S.O.L.,
Fela Kuti,
June of 44,
Robert Hood,
The Fortunes,
Underground Resistance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.