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 Switzerland and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Cowsills to the funk 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
The Blues Magoos,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Byrd,
Eden Ahbez,
Absolute Body Control,
Swell Maps,
Motorama,
Connie Case,
Gang Starr,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sonics,
Todd Terry,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roxy Music,
E-Dancer,
Charles Mingus,
The Mummies,
Icehouse,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-101,
The Doors,
DNA,
Pantaleimon,
Roxette,
The Flesh Eaters,
Electric Prunes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Niagra,
Kenny Larkin,
Skaos,
Mr. Review,
In Retrospect,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Golliwogs,
Maurizio,
June of 44,
Skarface,
Marcia Griffiths,
Andrew Hill,
Barbara Tucker,
Tubeway Army,
Hashim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Pretty Things,
Oneida,
Theoretical Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ituana,
The Smoke,
The Invisible,
Bob Dylan,
Sandy B,
Jeff Mills,
Warren Ellis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skriet,
Wings,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.