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 Tajikistan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joyce Sims to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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,
Camouflage,
The Litter,
Sonic Youth,
Newcleus,
The Fugs,
Joensuu 1685,
Kas Product,
The Count Five,
The Black Dice,
Sandy B,
Wire,
The Knickerbockers,
The Selecter,
Harmonia,
The Pop Group,
Hot Snakes,
Moebius,
Steve Hackett,
The Electric Prunes,
Qualms,
Basic Channel,
Pylon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sam Rivers,
Magma,
The Doors,
Kevin Saunderson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun Ra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Josef K,
Jerry Gold Smith,
This Heat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-102,
Anakelly,
Judy Mowatt,
Half Japanese,
The Gories,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pantaleimon,
Country Teasers,
Technova,
The Offenders,
Mars,
H. Thieme,
Soul Sonic Force,
June Days,
The Birthday Party,
Smog,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Drexciya,
The Human League,
AZ,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crash Course in Science,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Clarke,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.