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 Russia and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Dual Sessions to the rap 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-102,
The Evens,
Suicide,
The Residents,
Danielle Patucci,
The Associates,
The Angels of Light,
Cameo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hot Snakes,
The Gun Club,
Tres Demented,
Skriet,
F. McDonald,
Roger Hodgson,
The Happenings,
Public Enemy,
Franke,
Harry Pussy,
Magma,
The Divine Comedy,
Sugar Minott,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Derrick May,
10cc,
Aural Exciters,
Underground Resistance,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Görl,
Q and Not U,
Sound Behaviour,
Audionom,
Maurizio,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Country Teasers,
Stereo Dub,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Supertramp,
Sparks,
Television Personalities,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brass Construction,
Cecil Taylor,
Neil Young,
Rakim,
The Sound,
Jacob Miller,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Niagra,
Swell Maps,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mo-Dettes,
Motorama,
Black Sheep,
Bobby Sherman,
Moss Icon,
Masters at Work,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.