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 Djibouti and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Janne Schatter to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
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 Swans,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonic Youth,
Mission of Burma,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Josef K,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Thee Headcoats,
Alton Ellis,
Nils Olav,
Bill Wells,
Radiopuhelimet,
Severed Heads,
The Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül,
Duran Duran,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roxette,
Jandek,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed,
Lebanon Hanover,
Arab on Radar,
Danielle Patucci,
Ludus,
The Blues Magoos,
Moss Icon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jerry's Kids,
Robert Görl,
Rosa Yemen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Echospace,
Crooked Eye,
The Doors,
Japan,
Hot Snakes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Idris Muhammad,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lucky Dragons,
Man Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Bar-Kays,
Swans,
The Monks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
cv313,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Warren Ellis,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.