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 Czech Republic and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 MDC to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Simply Red,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oblivians,
Crispy Ambulance,
Robert Görl,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra,
The Busters,
Bronski Beat,
Skarface,
Carl Craig,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiopuhelimet,
Young Marble Giants,
Johnny Osbourne,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ituana,
Al Stewart,
Ice-T,
Eli Mardock,
Minor Threat,
Rufus Thomas,
Warsaw,
Piero Umiliani,
Hardrive,
Laurel Aitken,
Heaven 17,
Tears for Fears,
The Vogues,
Minnie Riperton,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Slick Rick,
Procol Harum,
cv313,
the Soft Cell,
The Gories,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Smooth,
a-ha,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rekid,
John Coltrane,
H. Thieme,
Josef K,
ABBA,
Swans,
Chrome,
Morten Harket,
Blake Baxter,
Popol Vuh,
Don Cherry,
KRS-One,
In Retrospect,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.