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 Nauru and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Pantytec,
Cybotron,
Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
Mission of Burma,
LL Cool J,
KRS-One,
Motorama,
Q65,
The Zeros,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marc Almond,
Josef K,
The Neon Judgement,
Joy Division,
Subhumans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eden Ahbez,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bill Near,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Desert Stars,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Goldenarms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fatback Band,
CMW,
Unrelated Segments,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
These Immortal Souls,
Zapp,
D'Angelo,
K-Klass,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed,
Donny Hathaway,
Hot Snakes,
Joensuu 1685,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Parry Music,
Sandy B,
Kayak,
F. McDonald,
Au Pairs,
The Gap Band,
Smog,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hashim,
a-ha,
The Birthday Party,
Bizarre Inc.,
Reuben Wilson,
Bluetip,
Angry Samoans,
Fear,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.