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 Lebanon and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
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 48th St. Collective to the rap 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
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,
Jawbox,
Pole,
Eurythmics,
Television Personalities,
JFA,
Clear Light,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neil Young,
Stetsasonic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The American Breed,
Soft Machine,
Rakim,
Shoche,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Model 500,
Jeff Lynne,
Thee Headcoats,
The Barracudas,
Gong,
Sixth Finger,
Yaz,
Sam Rivers,
Flash Fearless,
The Fortunes,
Ohio Players,
James White and The Blacks,
Rites of Spring,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Malaria!,
The Vogues,
Eric Copeland,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Terry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ken Boothe,
Bronski Beat,
Qualms,
The Walker Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Names,
Quadrant,
Gang Starr,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Livin' Joy,
10cc,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Martian,
Maleditus Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Divine Comedy,
Warren Ellis,
The Sound,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.