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 Uzbekistan and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Kurtis Blow to the rock 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Second Layer,
Brass Construction,
Sixth Finger,
Aaron Thompson,
Tom Boy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Foxx,
The Kinks,
Goldenarms,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Busters,
The Gladiators,
Jerry's Kids,
PIL,
Black Flag,
The Invisible,
The Misunderstood,
Buzzcocks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bush Tetras,
Negative Approach,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Traffic Nightmare,
Donny Hathaway,
Thee Headcoats,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blossom Toes,
La Düsseldorf,
Jacques Brel,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Black Dice,
Yellowson,
Massinfluence,
Max Romeo,
Section 25,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Accadde A,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barclay James Harvest,
Swell Maps,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scientists,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Clear Light,
Gerry Rafferty,
Michelle Simonal,
The Walker Brothers,
Dark Day,
Peter and Kerry,
The Remains,
Morten Harket,
Ituana,
E-Dancer,
Eddi Front,
The Gap Band,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.