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 Ireland and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
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 Birthday Party,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Misunderstood,
Man Eating Sloth,
Absolute Body Control,
The United States of America,
Liliput,
Girls At Our Best!,
Maurizio,
John Holt,
The Fugs,
Donny Hathaway,
The Barracudas,
Depeche Mode,
the Germs,
Minor Threat,
Adolescents,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brass Construction,
K-Klass,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crispy Ambulance,
Severed Heads,
Ken Boothe,
Amazonics,
Tomorrow,
Mo-Dettes,
Panda Bear,
Underground Resistance,
Sällskapet,
Rites of Spring,
Al Stewart,
The Toasters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultravox,
The Music Machine,
Alice Coltrane,
Michelle Simonal,
Don Cherry,
Minny Pops,
Johnny Osbourne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Agitation Free,
Main Source,
Los Fastidios,
Roxy Music,
Country Teasers,
Gong,
John Cale,
Moss Icon,
Kerri Chandler,
The Slackers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roger Hodgson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Technova,
The Move,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pulsallama,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.