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 Bolivia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 Q65 to the jazz 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
a-ha,
Zapp,
Minny Pops,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Harmonia,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Smoke,
Joy Division,
The Seeds,
Buzzcocks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gap Band,
The J.B.'s,
Hashim,
ABC,
Danielle Patucci,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Make Up,
Pantaleimon,
Alison Limerick,
FM Einheit,
The Residents,
Magazine,
Wolf Eyes,
Scott Walker,
Cecil Taylor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Infiniti,
Pylon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Sheep,
The Modern Lovers,
Erasure,
Sex Pistols,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soft Cell,
Excepter,
Pagans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
Kurtis Blow,
The Happenings,
John Lydon,
Judy Mowatt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Interpol,
Avey Tare,
Theoretical Girls,
Albert Ayler,
The United States of America,
Blake Baxter,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Depeche Mode,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Au Pairs,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.