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 Algeria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lucky Dragons to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '80s.
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 Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Max Romeo,
Yaz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Althea and Donna,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Khruangbin,
Arcadia,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cowsills,
Zapp,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Model 500,
Little Man,
Television,
Animal Collective,
Subhumans,
Cybotron,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cure,
Eden Ahbez,
The Count Five,
Rosa Yemen,
Theoretical Girls,
The Evens,
The Misunderstood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fatback Band,
Fad Gadget,
Porter Ricks,
the Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Altered Images,
Trumans Water,
Reuben Wilson,
The Remains,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hardrive,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mission of Burma,
Boredoms,
Wally Richardson,
Accadde A,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rites of Spring,
Rod Modell,
Mr. Review,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Guru Guru,
Slick Rick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marmalade,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Grandmaster Flash,
Royal Trux,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Gladiators,
The Mojo Men,
Lakeside,
Fat Boys,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.