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 Armenia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Heaven 17 to the disco 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
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,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Soft Cell,
Soft Machine,
X-102,
Make Up,
Agent Orange,
Urselle,
The Slackers,
kango's stein massive,
Skaos,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wire,
Fela Kuti,
Jandek,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Green,
F. McDonald,
X-101,
Byron Stingily,
Morten Harket,
Liliput,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
AZ,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Arab on Radar,
Blake Baxter,
Chris & Cosey,
Can,
Bootsy Collins,
The Moody Blues,
Arcadia,
The Trojans,
Lalann,
Rufus Thomas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Gun Club,
Brothers Johnson,
The Mojo Men,
Infiniti,
Scientists,
Fat Boys,
10cc,
Letta Mbulu,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Amon Düül,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Angry Samoans,
Bobby Sherman,
Crooked Eye,
Piero Umiliani,
The Five Americans,
Siglo XX,
The Zeros,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bill Near,
Minnie Riperton,
Aaron Thompson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Slick Rick,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.