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 Suriname and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the punk 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Schoolly D,
The Cowsills,
Donny Hathaway,
Fat Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Infiniti,
One Last Wish,
Marine Girls,
The Techniques,
Hardrive,
Amazonics,
Bill Wells,
Fort Wilson Riot,
PIL,
The Count Five,
DJ Sneak,
Section 25,
Metal Thangz,
Jesper Dahlback,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Idris Muhammad,
Dennis Brown,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scratch Acid,
Moss Icon,
The Associates,
Sister Nancy,
The Wake,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ten City,
AZ,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Byrd,
Eddi Front,
Bootsy Collins,
KRS-One,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rites of Spring,
New Order,
the Swans,
Henry Cow,
Oneida,
the Normal,
Sexual Harrassment,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scion,
Bobby Sherman,
The Victims,
Jimmy McGriff,
Isaac Hayes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ash Ra Tempel,
X-101,
Main Source,
Cymande,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Dolphy,
The Trojans,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.