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 Lesotho and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 Bang On A Can to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
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,
The Golliwogs,
Deakin,
Marcia Griffiths,
Q and Not U,
Mantronix,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Germs,
Second Layer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
The Cramps,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Clear Light,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marine Girls,
Todd Terry,
Ice-T,
Barbara Tucker,
Dennis Brown,
Average White Band,
Sex Pistols,
The Vogues,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Sneak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Albert Ayler,
Rufus Thomas,
Sun Ra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Barclay James Harvest,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Blancmange,
Talk Talk,
Marmalade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Moody Blues,
Kas Product,
The Durutti Column,
Altered Images,
Black Flag,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Flash Fearless,
Cecil Taylor,
Alton Ellis,
Young Marble Giants,
Slick Rick,
Con Funk Shun,
The Sound,
Monks,
Chris Corsano,
Matthew Bourne,
Joy Division,
The Busters,
Camberwell Now,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DJ Style,
Harry Pussy,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.