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 Liechtenstein and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Technova to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Camouflage,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
D'Angelo,
Youth Brigade,
Ludus,
the Soft Cell,
The Smoke,
Jeru the Damaja,
MDC,
Lakeside,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Agent Orange,
Mary Jane Girls,
Little Man,
Bobbi Humphrey,
New York Dolls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lungfish,
The American Breed,
One Last Wish,
Hardrive,
Adolescents,
Man Parrish,
Arthur Verocai,
The Gladiators,
Wings,
Masters at Work,
cv313,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Alarm Clocks,
Index,
Kaleidoscope,
X-102,
Hoover,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gichy Dan,
Roy Ayers,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Black Dice,
Lyres,
Tim Buckley,
Franke,
China Crisis,
the Normal,
Mo-Dettes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
The Barracudas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Minor Threat,
Jacques Brel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall,
Aural Exciters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Letta Mbulu,
Sonic Youth,
Slick Rick,
Tubeway Army,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.