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 Dominican Republic and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the crunk 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Wasted Youth,
The Real Kids,
Rufus Thomas,
Livin' Joy,
The Searchers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dawn Penn,
the Soft Cell,
Duran Duran,
Kaleidoscope,
Roy Ayers,
B.T. Express,
Minnie Riperton,
Jandek,
Agitation Free,
The Evens,
Mark Hollis,
Los Fastidios,
Chris & Cosey,
Sound Behaviour,
Minutemen,
The Pretty Things,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sonics,
Skarface,
Big Daddy Kane,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Sneak,
Blake Baxter,
Basic Channel,
John Holt,
L. Decosne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
La Düsseldorf,
Soulsonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The J.B.'s,
Public Enemy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Depeche Mode,
Marc Almond,
The Victims,
Joe Finger,
Fugazi,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roger Hodgson,
Excepter,
Eric Dolphy,
Toni Rubio,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Byrd,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Clear Light,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
One Last Wish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Letta Mbulu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Thompson Twins,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.