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 Belarus and from Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Techniques to the dance 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
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,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Niagra,
Faust,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jesper Dahlback,
Yusef Lateef,
Moebius,
Chris & Cosey,
Theoretical Girls,
Trumans Water,
One Last Wish,
Rekid,
Deepchord,
Pantaleimon,
Alphaville,
CMW,
Maleditus Sound,
Negative Approach,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lightning Bolt,
Danielle Patucci,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bootsy Collins,
Vladislav Delay,
Absolute Body Control,
Bronski Beat,
The Fire Engines,
Kenny Larkin,
Loose Ends,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Saccharine Trust,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Trojans,
Alice Coltrane,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New Order,
Erykah Badu,
The Invisible,
Amazonics,
The Seeds,
Tubeway Army,
The Cure,
the Sonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fela Kuti,
Pussy Galore,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joey Negro,
Pole,
Symarip,
The Red Krayola,
B.T. Express,
Dead Boys,
Minor Threat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minnie Riperton,
Donald Byrd,
The Dirtbombs,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.