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 Kosovo and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the organ 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 Ituana to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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,
Q65,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Robert Wyatt,
The Saints,
Yellowson,
Mr. Review,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric Dolphy,
Fatback Band,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fortunes,
Sister Nancy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Accadde A,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
T.S.O.L.,
Das Ding,
Tommy Roe,
Agitation Free,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pulsallama,
Hasil Adkins,
Infiniti,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
U.S. Maple,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Index,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sun City Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Easy Going,
Anakelly,
Camouflage,
David Axelrod,
Little Man,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Monolake,
Eden Ahbez,
Lebanon Hanover,
Clear Light,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Leaves,
Junior Murvin,
The New Christs,
Sällskapet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nick Fraelich,
Rotary Connection,
The Slackers,
Jeff Lynne,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Görl,
Hoover,
Cal Tjader,
Malaria!,
Excepter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.