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 Cyprus and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Funky Four + One to the funk 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All The Men They Couldn't Hang tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum 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 sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
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 Raincoats,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jerry's Kids,
The Stooges,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mandrill,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soft Cell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Hashim,
Young Marble Giants,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minnie Riperton,
Brass Construction,
Harry Pussy,
Camberwell Now,
Jandek,
Crime,
Eric Copeland,
The Happenings,
The Vogues,
Smog,
David Bowie,
Isaac Hayes,
David McCallum,
Surgeon,
June of 44,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Bananas,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mark Hollis,
Rhythm & Sound,
T. Rex,
The Buckinghams,
Moebius,
Yellowson,
The Young Rascals,
James White and The Blacks,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fugs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Section 25,
Peter & Gordon,
DJ Sneak,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Sheep,
Monks,
The Skatalites,
Lightning Bolt,
Gabor Szabo,
Barbara Tucker,
Bronski Beat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter and Kerry,
Swans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MDC,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.