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 Honduras and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Harmonia,
Todd Terry,
Oblivians,
Scan 7,
Magma,
Donny Hathaway,
Bang On A Can,
The Gories,
Agent Orange,
The Walker Brothers,
Technova,
Kas Product,
Television,
Sonic Youth,
Barry Ungar,
June Days,
The Names,
Average White Band,
Jacob Miller,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric Dolphy,
the Slits,
Organ,
Monks,
Pagans,
Steve Hackett,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Mojo Men,
Nation of Ulysses,
Funkadelic,
Lightning Bolt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wolf Eyes,
Mars,
Sällskapet,
UT,
Fela Kuti,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quantec,
The Monks,
Infiniti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
LL Cool J,
The Evens,
D'Angelo,
Von Mondo,
Dennis Brown,
The Vogues,
Gang Green,
Rites of Spring,
Prince Buster,
Rakim,
Yusef Lateef,
ABBA,
The Buckinghams,
The Residents,
Fugazi,
Parry Music,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bluetip,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.