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 Uganda and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Thee Headcoats to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Goldenarms,
Brand Nubian,
Ohio Players,
The Busters,
Albert Ayler,
Brick,
the Human League,
The Martian,
Lower 48,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gladiators,
Lightning Bolt,
The Blackbyrds,
The Buckinghams,
Basic Channel,
Sex Pistols,
Shoche,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Misunderstood,
Chris Corsano,
Model 500,
Qualms,
The Fuzztones,
Dorothy Ashby,
Au Pairs,
The Barracudas,
Yaz,
Bang On A Can,
Minor Threat,
DNA,
Radiopuhelimet,
June of 44,
Bob Dylan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Whodini,
Mars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jacob Miller,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
Fad Gadget,
Davy DMX,
Bush Tetras,
Urselle,
CMW,
Slick Rick,
Livin' Joy,
Eurythmics,
Inner City,
Buzzcocks,
Smog,
B.T. Express,
Gang Starr,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kenny Larkin,
Marvin Gaye,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.