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 Egypt and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Japan to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
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 Cowsills,
Traffic Nightmare,
Panda Bear,
The Fire Engines,
The Sonics,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed,
Jerry's Kids,
Kerrie Biddell,
Maurizio,
Maleditus Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warren Ellis,
Quando Quango,
Sun Ra,
Soul II Soul,
Godley & Creme,
cv313,
Easy Going,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donny Hathaway,
Public Image Ltd.,
Porter Ricks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Depeche Mode,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Germs,
Tomorrow,
the Normal,
AZ,
Slave,
Aural Exciters,
John Holt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Moebius,
David Bowie,
Danielle Patucci,
Kayak,
Cybotron,
Index,
Con Funk Shun,
Reagan Youth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bronski Beat,
This Heat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
K-Klass,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jacques Brel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Grauzone,
John Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
T.S.O.L.,
Rufus Thomas,
The Sound,
Monolake,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marshall Jefferson,
Don Cherry,
Stetsasonic,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.