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 Guyana and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Suicide to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Roxy Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kenny Larkin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Juan Atkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Theoretical Girls,
Siglo XX,
Kerri Chandler,
The Smoke,
Bluetip,
The Real Kids,
Rosa Yemen,
the Bar-Kays,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The New Christs,
Hardrive,
Marvin Gaye,
The Moody Blues,
Marine Girls,
Man Parrish,
Neil Young,
David Bowie,
The Raincoats,
Reuben Wilson,
Sandy B,
Black Moon,
Lower 48,
The Standells,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Zapp,
The Cowsills,
Don Cherry,
Heaven 17,
Fela Kuti,
Quantec,
Motorama,
JFA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Bananas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Archie Shepp,
Eric B and Rakim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Donny Hathaway,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Simply Red,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Symarip,
Mr. Review,
Eve St. Jones,
Second Layer,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sugar Minott,
Todd Rundgren,
New Order,
the Normal,
The Techniques,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.