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 Jamaica and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Mary Jane Girls to the disco 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Birthday Party,
The Dirtbombs,
Connie Case,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Residents,
Nirvana,
Agitation Free,
JFA,
Half Japanese,
Eddi Front,
Moebius,
June Days,
Amon Düül II,
Ludus,
The Doors,
Derrick May,
Arab on Radar,
The Beau Brummels,
Marvin Gaye,
Erykah Badu,
Underground Resistance,
Motorama,
the Soft Cell,
Malaria!,
The Young Rascals,
John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Talk Talk,
Main Source,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Motions,
Patti Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Whodini,
The Grass Roots,
F. McDonald,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Babytalk,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thompson Twins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Techniques,
Crooked Eye,
Fatback Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Bananas,
Grauzone,
Bang On A Can,
Yazoo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Names,
Bluetip,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sound Behaviour,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.