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 Malta and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jesper Dahlback to the jazz 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Buzzcocks,
James White and The Blacks,
The Electric Prunes,
Easy Going,
FM Einheit,
Chris & Cosey,
Inner City,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Germs,
Half Japanese,
OOIOO,
Fugazi,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ohio Players,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers,
The Leaves,
Grey Daturas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fuzztones,
DJ Style,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Trumans Water,
Icehouse,
The Litter,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Vogues,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Guru Guru,
Kerri Chandler,
The Happenings,
Sandy B,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minor Threat,
the Human League,
Procol Harum,
Jeru the Damaja,
New Age Steppers,
Minnie Riperton,
LL Cool J,
A Certain Ratio,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gories,
Jacob Miller,
Rekid,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fugs,
The J.B.'s,
Dual Sessions,
Marc Almond,
The Dirtbombs,
The Mojo Men,
Lyres,
Blake Baxter,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.