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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Television Personalities to the grime 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
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,
The Barracudas,
Radio Birdman,
Aswad,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roy Ayers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cluster,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fela Kuti,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Matthew Bourne,
The Happenings,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Alton Ellis,
Deepchord,
Model 500,
The Victims,
Lalann,
Massinfluence,
Kayak,
Monolake,
The Raincoats,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
the Human League,
Pussy Galore,
Lungfish,
Black Flag,
The Angels of Light,
The Monochrome Set,
Isaac Hayes,
DJ Style,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Goldenarms,
The Busters,
Brothers Johnson,
Spandau Ballet,
Y Pants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sällskapet,
Fatback Band,
Clear Light,
The Fortunes,
Harry Pussy,
Davy DMX,
Mad Mike,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultravox,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cramps,
Sarah Menescal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arab on Radar,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The New Christs,
the Soft Cell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.