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 Dominica and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 Q65 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aswad,
Howard Jones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Half Japanese,
MC5,
Robert Görl,
Mr. Review,
Sexual Harrassment,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Boz Scaggs,
The Dirtbombs,
Schoolly D,
Barbara Tucker,
JFA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Magazine,
Eric Dolphy,
World's Most,
Curtis Mayfield,
In Retrospect,
Arab on Radar,
The Velvet Underground,
Minutemen,
Leonard Cohen,
The Star Department,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lucky Dragons,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Sheep,
Crooked Eye,
The Smoke,
Ronan,
Popol Vuh,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ponytail,
The Tremeloes,
Con Funk Shun,
Pulsallama,
The Human League,
the Human League,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Monks,
Deadbeat,
Essential Logic,
Suburban Knight,
New Order,
Sister Nancy,
Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric B and Rakim,
Inner City,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minny Pops,
E-Dancer,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.