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 Afghanistan and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Nas to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
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,
Maleditus Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Yellowson,
the Normal,
The Walker Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Suicide,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ultravox,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joyce Sims,
Mantronix,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ohio Players,
Roxette,
Archie Shepp,
Tom Boy,
David Axelrod,
Eve St. Jones,
The Last Poets,
Jeff Mills,
Mandrill,
Vainqueur,
OOIOO,
Bad Manners,
Boz Scaggs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Excepter,
Bob Dylan,
Au Pairs,
The Modern Lovers,
Basic Channel,
The Stooges,
Soft Machine,
The Raincoats,
The Grass Roots,
Deepchord,
Eden Ahbez,
Don Cherry,
Loose Ends,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Swell Maps,
The Martian,
Godley & Creme,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jacques Brel,
Faraquet,
Tommy Roe,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Divine Comedy,
Byron Stingily,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
JFA,
Tubeway Army,
Eli Mardock,
Kayak,
Cybotron,
Pussy Galore,
Albert Ayler,
Accadde A,
10cc,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.