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 Zambia and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Arab on Radar to the rock 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
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,
Section 25,
The Dave Clark Five,
Flash Fearless,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Christie,
Brand Nubian,
48th St. Collective,
Moss Icon,
Tubeway Army,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
Crispian St. Peters,
F. McDonald,
The Walker Brothers,
Essential Logic,
The Zeros,
Eli Mardock,
The Dead C,
EPMD,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skarface,
Monks,
Angry Samoans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
A Certain Ratio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Negative Approach,
the Fania All-Stars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aswad,
Terry Callier,
Smog,
The Gladiators,
DJ Style,
Can,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Cale,
Tom Boy,
Procol Harum,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Erykah Badu,
Von Mondo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Blake Baxter,
Little Man,
Lou Reed,
Quando Quango,
Ronnie Foster,
Henry Cow,
Barry Ungar,
Piero Umiliani,
Alice Coltrane,
Malaria!,
Gang Starr,
Panda Bear,
Radio Birdman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Audionom,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.