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 Kiribati and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Moleskins to the electroclash 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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
Half Japanese,
Brothers Johnson,
Roy Ayers,
Rufus Thomas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Average White Band,
The Toasters,
Wire,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Seeds,
Marc Almond,
Flash Fearless,
The Leaves,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boogie Down Productions,
Spoonie Gee,
New Age Steppers,
Danielle Patucci,
Delta 5,
Prince Buster,
The Golliwogs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Massinfluence,
DNA,
The Buckinghams,
The Gun Club,
Albert Ayler,
the Slits,
Steve Hackett,
Nik Kershaw,
Hashim,
The Dave Clark Five,
Smog,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mantronix,
Adolescents,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Chrome,
The Grass Roots,
The Music Machine,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hot Snakes,
Harmonia,
The Names,
Icehouse,
Youth Brigade,
Quadrant,
Byron Stingily,
Bluetip,
June Days,
Blancmange,
Brand Nubian,
The Dirtbombs,
Blossom Toes,
Pagans,
Newcleus,
Bill Wells,
The Raincoats,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.