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 St Lucia and from Manchester.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 arpeggiator 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
The Human League,
Soft Cell,
Nik Kershaw,
Letta Mbulu,
Easy Going,
Bobby Byrd,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rites of Spring,
Grey Daturas,
Thee Headcoats,
H. Thieme,
Yaz,
Alice Coltrane,
Parry Music,
Circle Jerks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Metal Thangz,
Spoonie Gee,
Panda Bear,
The Walker Brothers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bang On A Can,
Pagans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Cale,
Isaac Hayes,
Silicon Teens,
World's Most,
The Blues Magoos,
Scan 7,
Adolescents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
Warsaw,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Altered Images,
Charles Mingus,
Unwound,
Nirvana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
Joe Finger,
Donald Byrd,
Guru Guru,
Don Cherry,
Avey Tare,
The Angels of Light,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gang Starr,
Japan,
Arcadia,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kool Moe Dee,
Make Up,
Television,
Alphaville,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eddi Front,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.