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 Estonia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 American Breed to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
One Last Wish,
The Associates,
Delta 5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brass Construction,
Livin' Joy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
A Certain Ratio,
Bob Dylan,
Lindisfarne,
Monks,
Ponytail,
Marvin Gaye,
Big Daddy Kane,
MDC,
The Smoke,
R.M.O.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Charles Mingus,
Scratch Acid,
Scientists,
Franke,
Average White Band,
Siglo XX,
Fad Gadget,
DJ Style,
Radiohead,
The Techniques,
Tommy Roe,
The Count Five,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scan 7,
The Cramps,
Crime,
Cal Tjader,
Sällskapet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Bar-Kays,
Scion,
The Motions,
Bobby Sherman,
Yazoo,
The Young Rascals,
Peter and Kerry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marshall Jefferson,
Glenn Branca,
Sixth Finger,
Accadde A,
Groovy Waters,
Lucky Dragons,
AZ,
The Wake,
Nas,
Underground Resistance,
The Invisible,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.