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 Kenya and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Inner City to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sixth Finger,
cv313,
Juan Atkins,
Erasure,
Lyres,
DNA,
DJ Sneak,
Pierre Henry,
Hardrive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cecil Taylor,
Model 500,
The Young Rascals,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alton Ellis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tubeway Army,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Brick,
Underground Resistance,
Sun City Girls,
Reagan Youth,
Curtis Mayfield,
Slave,
Ituana,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rekid,
Youth Brigade,
Excepter,
Minny Pops,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sound Behaviour,
The Motions,
Bill Near,
R.M.O.,
Soulsonic Force,
The J.B.'s,
Rapeman,
Aural Exciters,
Wings,
Chrome,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Fire Engines,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eddi Front,
Metal Thangz,
Surgeon,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Electric Prunes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Johnny Osbourne,
Barbara Tucker,
The Seeds,
John Coltrane,
The Golliwogs,
Marc Almond,
Moss Icon,
Kenny Larkin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.