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 Somalia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes 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 Joe Smooth to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
a-ha,
Nas,
Lindisfarne,
Bluetip,
Clear Light,
Television Personalities,
Rakim,
Barrington Levy,
Terry Callier,
Organ,
Lightning Bolt,
Brass Construction,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gregory Isaacs,
Los Fastidios,
Lyres,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DJ Sneak,
Harpers Bizarre,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang of Four,
Darondo,
Marvin Gaye,
Accadde A,
Nils Olav,
The Standells,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amazonics,
Sarah Menescal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cheater Slicks,
Television,
Groovy Waters,
Davy DMX,
Von Mondo,
Smog,
Judy Mowatt,
Glenn Branca,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ossler,
Infiniti,
Monks,
Harry Pussy,
Motorama,
Howard Jones,
Brand Nubian,
La Düsseldorf,
The Real Kids,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Todd Rundgren,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Derrick May,
The Beau Brummels,
Parry Music,
Hoover,
Siglo XX,
Saccharine Trust,
The Saints,
Derrick Morgan,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.