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 Indonesia and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 Nick Fraelich to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roy Ayers,
Mo-Dettes,
The Seeds,
Dual Sessions,
Section 25,
Rosa Yemen,
Eric Dolphy,
Isaac Hayes,
FM Einheit,
Crispy Ambulance,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Public Enemy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fad Gadget,
Jandek,
Dennis Brown,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cecil Taylor,
Soul II Soul,
Yaz,
Lalann,
Warren Ellis,
Lakeside,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radiohead,
Unrelated Segments,
The Last Poets,
The Residents,
The Blues Magoos,
Fear,
Ornette Coleman,
Groovy Waters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camberwell Now,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
David McCallum,
The Five Americans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Essential Logic,
Yazoo,
Crime,
The Index,
Scion,
Ice-T,
Aswad,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ludus,
Chris & Cosey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Sound,
cv313,
The Tremeloes,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Normal,
Black Bananas,
Shoche,
Minnie Riperton,
Subhumans,
Mantronix,
The Fuzztones,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.