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 Chile and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tommy Roe to the funk 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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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 Vogues,
Camouflage,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalann,
Anakelly,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soft Machine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
These Immortal Souls,
Suicide,
The Shadows of Knight,
Slave,
Sugar Minott,
Andrew Hill,
Eric B and Rakim,
Shuggie Otis,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ultra Naté,
Tears for Fears,
The Standells,
Matthew Bourne,
The United States of America,
The Walker Brothers,
R.M.O.,
The Associates,
The New Christs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delta 5,
Radiohead,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Television Personalities,
David Axelrod,
D'Angelo,
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Happenings,
UT,
Cameo,
Franke,
The Sound,
Half Japanese,
Mars,
Todd Terry,
Alphaville,
Suburban Knight,
Ituana,
Maurizio,
Janne Schatter,
Crash Course in Science,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
K-Klass,
Wasted Youth,
Gichy Dan,
Graham Central Station,
Freddie Wadling,
New York Dolls,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.