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 Guyana and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the punk 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Funkadelic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Tremeloes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bronski Beat,
Television,
Sight & Sound,
Roy Ayers,
the Sonics,
Pere Ubu,
Dawn Penn,
Lindisfarne,
Roxette,
Section 25,
New Age Steppers,
Man Parrish,
The Grass Roots,
Joy Division,
The Velvet Underground,
Jandek,
Minnie Riperton,
Inner City,
Godley & Creme,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Blues Magoos,
Masters at Work,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter and Kerry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gong,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young,
Toni Rubio,
The Sonics,
Franke,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bootsy Collins,
Rotary Connection,
Crash Course in Science,
Moss Icon,
Quantec,
The Happenings,
Faraquet,
Davy DMX,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pulsallama,
Wire,
The Offenders,
MC5,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jerry's Kids,
Oneida,
Rod Modell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Newcleus,
Aloha Tigers,
Agitation Free,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.