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 Czech Republic and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 L. Decosne to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Jeru the Damaja,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Radiohead,
The Smoke,
Robert Hood,
The Mojo Men,
Clear Light,
Sandy B,
This Heat,
Camouflage,
The Golliwogs,
The Blackbyrds,
Connie Case,
Warren Ellis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Warsaw,
Nico,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joyce Sims,
Anakelly,
Ken Boothe,
Lakeside,
T.S.O.L.,
Deepchord,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fela Kuti,
OOIOO,
Smog,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Junior Murvin,
Interpol,
Aaron Thompson,
Scrapy,
Marvin Gaye,
The Dave Clark Five,
Chris Corsano,
Delta 5,
Wings,
Ice-T,
Kurtis Blow,
Matthew Halsall,
Juan Atkins,
K-Klass,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fugs,
Matthew Bourne,
X-101,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Dolphy,
Althea and Donna,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sonics,
The Techniques,
Eurythmics,
Andrew Hill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.