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 Denmark and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Smiths to the disco 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Bar-Kays,
Byron Stingily,
Rufus Thomas,
The Barracudas,
Unwound,
Dead Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aural Exciters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Motorama,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Public Enemy,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Gang Dance,
The American Breed,
The Trojans,
the Sonics,
Audionom,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cybotron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Youth Brigade,
Pet Shop Boys,
Barclay James Harvest,
Anthony Braxton,
Absolute Body Control,
Outsiders,
Isaac Hayes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Altered Images,
Dennis Brown,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monks,
Juan Atkins,
Radiohead,
Liliput,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacques Brel,
The Skatalites,
Massinfluence,
Kas Product,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marine Girls,
Vainqueur,
The Golliwogs,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Dead C,
Rites of Spring,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Graham Central Station,
The Durutti Column,
Joey Negro,
New Order,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aaron Thompson,
Hoover,
Zapp,
Mandrill,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.