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 Palau and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Leaves to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tears for Fears,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Slits,
Ossler,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scion,
Brick,
Man Parrish,
Sixth Finger,
Shuggie Otis,
Suicide,
The Gories,
Skaos,
Aloha Tigers,
Qualms,
T.S.O.L.,
Quantec,
Ronan,
ABBA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Age Steppers,
Bobby Sherman,
Jacques Brel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ice-T,
Visage,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Chrome,
Technova,
Khruangbin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Josef K,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Smoke,
Marine Girls,
Warsaw,
Flash Fearless,
Model 500,
Television,
The Smiths,
Lucky Dragons,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Seeds,
The Techniques,
Infiniti,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Modern Lovers,
The Remains,
Stiv Bators,
David McCallum,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Barracudas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.