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 Zimbabwe and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Funkadelic to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
Clear Light,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Banda Bassotti,
Gastr Del Sol,
10cc,
Negative Approach,
Barrington Levy,
Camberwell Now,
The Busters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eurythmics,
Pierre Henry,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quantec,
Freddie Wadling,
Newcleus,
Heaven 17,
Wally Richardson,
Bootsy Collins,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Moon,
Sparks,
The Litter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hoover,
Johnny Osbourne,
New Order,
Animal Collective,
Zapp,
Minny Pops,
Gichy Dan,
Country Teasers,
Chris Corsano,
the Swans,
Jacques Brel,
Ice-T,
Basic Channel,
Fela Kuti,
Leonard Cohen,
Lalo Schifrin,
Porter Ricks,
Grey Daturas,
Pere Ubu,
Jeff Mills,
Rapeman,
Avey Tare,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Japan,
Kenny Larkin,
Tom Boy,
Iggy Pop,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
H. Thieme,
Shuggie Otis,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.