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 Gabon and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Negative Approach to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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,
Black Moon,
Circle Jerks,
Sam Rivers,
Kayak,
The Offenders,
Ornette Coleman,
Ponytail,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hot Snakes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Technova,
Make Up,
Tears for Fears,
Section 25,
Stetsasonic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Steve Hackett,
Electric Prunes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobby Byrd,
Groovy Waters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül,
Alice Coltrane,
Man Parrish,
Trumans Water,
Harry Pussy,
Davy DMX,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Reagan Youth,
Cheater Slicks,
Heaven 17,
L. Decosne,
The Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Durutti Column,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lucky Dragons,
The Modern Lovers,
Soulsonic Force,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bluetip,
ABBA,
China Crisis,
The Mojo Men,
Eli Mardock,
David McCallum,
The Saints,
Con Funk Shun,
Porter Ricks,
Neil Young,
The Raincoats,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.