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 Portugal and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Thompson Twins to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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,
Sonic Youth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Görl,
Prince Buster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lakeside,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
cv313,
Panda Bear,
Blossom Toes,
Goldenarms,
Yellowson,
Maleditus Sound,
Byron Stingily,
John Holt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Altered Images,
Henry Cow,
Barbara Tucker,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cure,
H. Thieme,
Yaz,
The Neon Judgement,
Dennis Brown,
Underground Resistance,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gong,
Faust,
The Stooges,
Yusef Lateef,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eli Mardock,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cal Tjader,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Carl Craig,
DNA,
Sex Pistols,
Pierre Henry,
Nirvana,
John Coltrane,
U.S. Maple,
Roy Ayers,
The Knickerbockers,
Gichy Dan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sun Ra,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fugs,
World's Most,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hardrive,
Youth Brigade,
The Red Krayola,
The Sound,
New Age Steppers,
Al Stewart,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.