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 Czech Republic and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Roger Hodgson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
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,
Idris Muhammad,
Jacques Brel,
Darondo,
Groovy Waters,
Circle Jerks,
CMW,
Magma,
Spandau Ballet,
The Gap Band,
Hot Snakes,
Jacob Miller,
Bad Manners,
The Walker Brothers,
Suicide,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kenny Larkin,
The Knickerbockers,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Raincoats,
Scott Walker,
Tim Buckley,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Erykah Badu,
Pantaleimon,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Sonics,
Moby Grape,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Red Krayola,
Sex Pistols,
The Angels of Light,
Agitation Free,
Laurel Aitken,
Anthony Braxton,
Inner City,
Erasure,
Agent Orange,
Mr. Review,
Franke,
Byron Stingily,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Metal Thangz,
The Mojo Men,
Fela Kuti,
Jeff Lynne,
Aural Exciters,
Skaos,
Fluxion,
Warren Ellis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Siglo XX,
Ornette Coleman,
Soulsonic Force,
Brick,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eddi Front,
Gang Green,
Wings,
MDC,
T.S.O.L.,
Nils Olav,
Shoche,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.