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 Burkina and from Halifax.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 harpsichord 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 Scott Walker to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
The Smoke,
Pussy Galore,
a-ha,
Inner City,
Pagans,
The Electric Prunes,
Essential Logic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nirvana,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television,
Vainqueur,
Moss Icon,
Mission of Burma,
Can,
This Heat,
Loose Ends,
Juan Atkins,
Tom Boy,
The Litter,
Desert Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Cymande,
The Five Americans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Banda Bassotti,
Joensuu 1685,
The Saints,
Mantronix,
The Count Five,
Cheater Slicks,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Remains,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Robert Görl,
Pere Ubu,
Cybotron,
Unrelated Segments,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fela Kuti,
MDC,
Amazonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Judy Mowatt,
Gong,
Surgeon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bob Dylan,
The Human League,
Suicide,
Gichy Dan,
ABC,
The Smiths,
Rites of Spring,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Severed Heads,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.