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 Ivory Coast and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 The Doobie Brothers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Magma,
Cheater Slicks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Zero Boys,
Mr. Review,
The Fall,
Hardrive,
Agitation Free,
Reuben Wilson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Loose Ends,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ponytail,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marmalade,
Boredoms,
Sister Nancy,
Aaron Thompson,
the Normal,
Youth Brigade,
Barrington Levy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Supertramp,
The Last Poets,
Royal Trux,
Con Funk Shun,
Spandau Ballet,
The Blues Magoos,
Mars,
Matthew Bourne,
Roy Ayers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kayak,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scott Walker,
DJ Style,
Nirvana,
Brass Construction,
Soft Cell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Association,
The Misunderstood,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joensuu 1685,
Nas,
The Tremeloes,
Nico,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Faust,
Panda Bear,
The Velvet Underground,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Sheep,
Yazoo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ten City,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rakim,
Rites of Spring,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.