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 Haiti and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Electric Prunes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
David Axelrod,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dual Sessions,
Derrick Morgan,
Amazonics,
Faraquet,
Neu!,
Pagans,
Marvin Gaye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scan 7,
The Beau Brummels,
E-Dancer,
Smog,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David Bowie,
AZ,
Fatback Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Suburban Knight,
Pierre Henry,
Joyce Sims,
The Golliwogs,
Sparks,
New York Dolls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Vainqueur,
The Divine Comedy,
Steve Hackett,
Guru Guru,
Cameo,
Basic Channel,
Q65,
Kurtis Blow,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Country Teasers,
LL Cool J,
The Moody Blues,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Livin' Joy,
The Residents,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Index,
Little Man,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Public Image Ltd.,
Easy Going,
Marmalade,
Darondo,
The Detroit Cobras,
OOIOO,
Lucky Dragons,
Moby Grape,
Eve St. Jones,
World's Most,
Letta Mbulu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.