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 Morocco and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar 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 EPMD to the disco 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
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,
CMW,
DJ Sneak,
The Names,
The Fire Engines,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Dead C,
Ossler,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eurythmics,
Pylon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cal Tjader,
The Blues Magoos,
Joyce Sims,
Youth Brigade,
The Kinks,
Glenn Branca,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang of Four,
Dark Day,
Little Man,
Talk Talk,
Drexciya,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brand Nubian,
Jacob Miller,
Davy DMX,
Can,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-102,
Trumans Water,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ice-T,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Second Layer,
Todd Rundgren,
Main Source,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Magma,
Funky Four + One,
The Move,
Max Romeo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Misunderstood,
The Durutti Column,
New Age Steppers,
The Invisible,
Lindisfarne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Normal,
David Bowie,
Flash Fearless,
Shoche,
The Beau Brummels,
Freddie Wadling,
Peter & Gordon,
Japan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mandrill,
The Vogues,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.