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 Solomon Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Malaria! to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
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,
June of 44,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
10cc,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Second Layer,
Tubeway Army,
Symarip,
Circle Jerks,
The Mummies,
Television Personalities,
The Grass Roots,
The Pretty Things,
The Barracudas,
Mark Hollis,
Clear Light,
Joensuu 1685,
The Golliwogs,
Ituana,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Harpers Bizarre,
Connie Case,
Bluetip,
The Raincoats,
Judy Mowatt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dead Boys,
ABC,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Television,
Minnie Riperton,
Steve Hackett,
Japan,
Nirvana,
Peter and Kerry,
Eurythmics,
Shuggie Otis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alison Limerick,
Basic Channel,
Cal Tjader,
Popol Vuh,
Darondo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lungfish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pole,
David Axelrod,
Man Eating Sloth,
Franke,
The Toasters,
Faust,
Arthur Verocai,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Leaves,
The Mojo Men,
Skriet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jandek,
Ponytail,
Aswad,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.