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 United States and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Janne Schatter to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Magazine,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nik Kershaw,
The Trojans,
Flash Fearless,
Brand Nubian,
The Kinks,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Searchers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-102,
DJ Sneak,
The Star Department,
Bobby Byrd,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeff Mills,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Germs,
The Gories,
The Grass Roots,
These Immortal Souls,
Shuggie Otis,
La Düsseldorf,
Television Personalities,
Warren Ellis,
Andrew Hill,
Lebanon Hanover,
E-Dancer,
Duran Duran,
Rekid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare,
Crime,
Ronnie Foster,
Public Image Ltd.,
Alison Limerick,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Junior Murvin,
Donald Byrd,
Yazoo,
The Moleskins,
New Order,
The Fortunes,
Sight & Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Wire,
Derrick May,
The Index,
Easy Going,
Faust,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brothers Johnson,
Iggy Pop,
Delta 5,
Howard Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.