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 Korea North and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Absolute Body Control to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
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 Walker Brothers,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
Tears for Fears,
Anthony Braxton,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New Order,
The Offenders,
James White and The Blacks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hoover,
Funky Four + One,
Alice Coltrane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gap Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fort Wilson Riot,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Womack,
Dark Day,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dennis Brown,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tres Demented,
Funkadelic,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fire Engines,
Underground Resistance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Subhumans,
The Angels of Light,
Graham Central Station,
Black Moon,
KRS-One,
These Immortal Souls,
Freddie Wadling,
the Slits,
Carl Craig,
a-ha,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Slits,
Amon Düül II,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Searchers,
Maleditus Sound,
Barbara Tucker,
Blossom Toes,
kango's stein massive,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fuzztones,
Charles Mingus,
Interpol,
Eden Ahbez,
The Smiths,
Ossler,
Sister Nancy,
The Durutti Column,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.