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 Turkey and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Colin Newman to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Reagan Youth,
Pulsallama,
Lower 48,
Aloha Tigers,
Con Funk Shun,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Howard Jones,
Iggy Pop,
The Fugs,
Sonic Youth,
Cheater Slicks,
Maleditus Sound,
The Real Kids,
Robert Wyatt,
The Monochrome Set,
Crime,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sandy B,
The Smoke,
Make Up,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ornette Coleman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Seeds,
48th St. Collective,
Half Japanese,
Sound Behaviour,
Accadde A,
B.T. Express,
Harmonia,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tomorrow,
Maurizio,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eden Ahbez,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ossler,
Alison Limerick,
Soul II Soul,
The Blackbyrds,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gichy Dan,
Funky Four + One,
Yaz,
Eric Dolphy,
The Walker Brothers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rekid,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Coltrane,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gories,
Altered Images,
Lucky Dragons,
Sugar Minott,
Joensuu 1685,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.