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 Colombia and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator 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 Suburban Knight 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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
T. Rex,
Shoche,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hoover,
OOIOO,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Cure,
Bill Wells,
Joey Negro,
Roxette,
Tom Boy,
Alison Limerick,
Sugar Minott,
Arab on Radar,
Basic Channel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Main Source,
The Gories,
Oneida,
Erykah Badu,
The Birthday Party,
Eric Dolphy,
Yazoo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Audionom,
Sound Behaviour,
Accadde A,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quadrant,
The Toasters,
Sandy B,
Camberwell Now,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sarah Menescal,
F. McDonald,
Youth Brigade,
Brass Construction,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alice Coltrane,
Television,
Jeff Mills,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
Inner City,
The Blackbyrds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brothers Johnson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Royal Trux,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mr. Review,
Tears for Fears,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Prince Buster,
D'Angelo,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.