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 Colombia and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Cybotron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Busters,
The Moleskins,
Rapeman,
Yaz,
The Modern Lovers,
The Invisible,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Prince Buster,
Urselle,
Peter and Kerry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
10cc,
The Slits,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fear,
Sonny Sharrock,
Spoonie Gee,
The Last Poets,
The Associates,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bill Near,
Leonard Cohen,
The Names,
Rosa Yemen,
Matthew Halsall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neu!,
Juan Atkins,
Terry Callier,
The Searchers,
Reuben Wilson,
Make Up,
Bauhaus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Duran Duran,
Erasure,
Monks,
Deadbeat,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Misunderstood,
A Certain Ratio,
Deakin,
Colin Newman,
The Toasters,
Max Romeo,
Infiniti,
Pagans,
Rakim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eli Mardock,
Lucky Dragons,
Slick Rick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang of Four,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.