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 Afghanistan and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Barracudas to the funk 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
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,
Man Parrish,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Pere Ubu,
Gang Green,
Hot Snakes,
Average White Band,
This Heat,
D'Angelo,
Ten City,
Sandy B,
Trumans Water,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oneida,
The Invisible,
James White and The Blacks,
Essential Logic,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
X-Ray Spex,
Camouflage,
DJ Sneak,
Lower 48,
Arthur Verocai,
Harry Pussy,
Bluetip,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stiv Bators,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Monks,
Altered Images,
Sällskapet,
E-Dancer,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kurtis Blow,
Kaleidoscope,
Cymande,
Fear,
The Velvet Underground,
Minny Pops,
cv313,
Los Fastidios,
Ornette Coleman,
Heaven 17,
CMW,
Grey Daturas,
The Sound,
The Five Americans,
Byron Stingily,
The Beau Brummels,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Buzzcocks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Smog,
Clear Light,
Organ,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Supertramp,
The J.B.'s,
Nas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rapeman,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.