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 Hungary and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Chris & Cosey to the disco 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Theoretical Girls,
Althea and Donna,
Visage,
The Trojans,
James White and The Blacks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Blackbyrds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Martian,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Brothers Johnson,
The Litter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roxy Music,
10cc,
OOIOO,
A Certain Ratio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Negative Approach,
Television Personalities,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Young Rascals,
DJ Sneak,
Terry Callier,
David Bowie,
Janne Schatter,
Kerri Chandler,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Patti Smith,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Moon,
Sonic Youth,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Flesh Eaters,
Al Stewart,
The Associates,
Faust,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fortunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dark Day,
Roxette,
Warren Ellis,
The Slits,
Y Pants,
Susan Cadogan,
Charles Mingus,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Christie,
The Victims,
Unwound,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Knickerbockers,
Underground Resistance,
Saccharine Trust,
Anthony Braxton,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.