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 Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Fall to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
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,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Letta Mbulu,
The Litter,
Fad Gadget,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sixth Finger,
Johnny Osbourne,
Faust,
Matthew Halsall,
Lebanon Hanover,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grauzone,
Lou Reed,
the Slits,
Panda Bear,
10cc,
The Count Five,
Ronnie Foster,
The Five Americans,
Ice-T,
Youth Brigade,
The Stooges,
Camberwell Now,
Inner City,
T.S.O.L.,
Visage,
Eddi Front,
Archie Shepp,
The Raincoats,
Avey Tare,
John Holt,
Crooked Eye,
The Remains,
Drexciya,
Circle Jerks,
The Gladiators,
Fluxion,
Jeff Lynne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jeff Mills,
Ponytail,
The Modern Lovers,
Theoretical Girls,
Scott Walker,
Delta 5,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minnie Riperton,
Marvin Gaye,
New Age Steppers,
The Fire Engines,
Terry Callier,
Robert Wyatt,
Todd Terry,
Yaz,
Mission of Burma,
Minor Threat,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.