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 Finland and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Quantec 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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,
Alison Limerick,
Pussy Galore,
Essential Logic,
Fatback Band,
Swell Maps,
Barrington Levy,
Kaleidoscope,
Desert Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Stetsasonic,
Television Personalities,
Blake Baxter,
Depeche Mode,
Swans,
Fad Gadget,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
kango's stein massive,
Scientists,
Pere Ubu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pylon,
Television,
Quando Quango,
Brass Construction,
Boz Scaggs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Divine Comedy,
Vladislav Delay,
Babytalk,
The Moleskins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Bananas,
Skarface,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yazoo,
Yusef Lateef,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gang of Four,
The Moody Blues,
Pet Shop Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
The Sound,
Qualms,
Faust,
Theoretical Girls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gabor Szabo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Royal Trux,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Womack,
Eddi Front,
DJ Style,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.