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 Malaysia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Cymande to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
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,
Jeff Lynne,
The Offenders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cure,
James White and The Blacks,
Q65,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sparks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cheater Slicks,
Flash Fearless,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter & Gordon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bronski Beat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Byrd,
Y Pants,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gregory Isaacs,
Todd Terry,
Schoolly D,
Colin Newman,
Suicide,
Soft Cell,
Subhumans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lungfish,
The Human League,
Spoonie Gee,
The Dirtbombs,
Essential Logic,
Pulsallama,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Slick Rick,
Aswad,
Matthew Bourne,
Piero Umiliani,
The Vogues,
the Association,
Ronan,
David Bowie,
Index,
The Fuzztones,
Duran Duran,
Prince Buster,
Fear,
Desert Stars,
Janne Schatter,
Brothers Johnson,
The New Christs,
Tears for Fears,
Make Up,
Danielle Patucci,
Nation of Ulysses,
Moby Grape,
Arab on Radar,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
kango's stein massive,
Joyce Sims,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.