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 Chile and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gang Green to the funk 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
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,
Freddie Wadling,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Litter,
Funky Four + One,
Suburban Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
Fad Gadget,
the Slits,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wings,
Masters at Work,
Urselle,
Whodini,
Ornette Coleman,
The Slackers,
Skriet,
Section 25,
Delon & Dalcan,
U.S. Maple,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare,
Agitation Free,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacques Brel,
Delta 5,
Bobby Sherman,
B.T. Express,
Toni Rubio,
AZ,
Nils Olav,
Shoche,
Isaac Hayes,
Cameo,
Livin' Joy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Mr. Review,
LL Cool J,
PIL,
Interpol,
Bluetip,
Junior Murvin,
10cc,
Ponytail,
Main Source,
Deepchord,
Anakelly,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Buckinghams,
Easy Going,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fatback Band,
Heaven 17,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Flash Fearless,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crash Course in Science,
Babytalk,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobby Byrd,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.