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 Sierra Leone and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
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,
Television,
Gichy Dan,
The Barracudas,
Yaz,
Bauhaus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pylon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Newcleus,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeff Mills,
Prince Buster,
Tropical Tobacco,
Circle Jerks,
Animal Collective,
Toni Rubio,
Mars,
Unrelated Segments,
Cameo,
Harmonia,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Oblivians,
Radio Birdman,
The Fall,
David McCallum,
MC5,
Reuben Wilson,
Jacob Miller,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Womack,
Ten City,
Dead Boys,
The Misunderstood,
Stereo Dub,
Joe Finger,
Alton Ellis,
Faraquet,
Con Funk Shun,
Parry Music,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
June of 44,
Aloha Tigers,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fire Engines,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Raincoats,
Slick Rick,
Amon Düül,
Gerry Rafferty,
David Bowie,
Theoretical Girls,
The Count Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
Country Teasers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Charles Mingus,
Byron Stingily,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joey Negro,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.