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 Armenia and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Trumans Water to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Andrew Hill,
Sparks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The J.B.'s,
Stetsasonic,
Eurythmics,
X-Ray Spex,
Reagan Youth,
Arcadia,
Nico,
The Real Kids,
Matthew Halsall,
Prince Buster,
Japan,
Brothers Johnson,
Thee Headcoats,
Althea and Donna,
The Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Shuggie Otis,
The Motions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minutemen,
Ronnie Foster,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marine Girls,
Animal Collective,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Beau Brummels,
Deakin,
Tomorrow,
48th St. Collective,
Aswad,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Moon,
T. Rex,
Rufus Thomas,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Enemy,
B.T. Express,
the Slits,
Joy Division,
Monks,
The Smiths,
Erykah Badu,
The Smoke,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cal Tjader,
The Fall,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun Ra,
Au Pairs,
Altered Images,
Byron Stingily,
Clear Light,
Lebanon Hanover,
Toni Rubio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.