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 United States and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Toasters to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Audionom,
Bluetip,
Outsiders,
Freddie Wadling,
Al Stewart,
World's Most,
Parry Music,
Quantec,
Royal Trux,
Skarface,
Thee Headcoats,
Masters at Work,
Section 25,
Sun City Girls,
Gang of Four,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eric Dolphy,
Rakim,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Christie,
The Sonics,
Whodini,
Eddi Front,
Deepchord,
The Move,
Peter & Gordon,
Quando Quango,
K-Klass,
Mission of Burma,
Unrelated Segments,
Mo-Dettes,
Brothers Johnson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wally Richardson,
John Coltrane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nico,
KRS-One,
Spandau Ballet,
R.M.O.,
Bad Manners,
Gabor Szabo,
The Vogues,
The Seeds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Slits,
Siglo XX,
Bang On A Can,
The Smiths,
Reagan Youth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Severed Heads,
The Mojo Men,
Kas Product,
Iggy Pop,
Prince Buster,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.