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 Gabon and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Pop Group to the grunge 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Donald Byrd,
Camouflage,
The Selecter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gregory Isaacs,
Shoche,
Sugar Minott,
Scientists,
Loose Ends,
John Lydon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lalann,
The Techniques,
Clear Light,
Country Teasers,
Joe Smooth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Panda Bear,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Unrelated Segments,
Tres Demented,
David Bowie,
Juan Atkins,
ABBA,
Spandau Ballet,
The Barracudas,
Warren Ellis,
Sexual Harrassment,
L. Decosne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Graham Central Station,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Talk Talk,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fela Kuti,
The Doobie Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Sun Ra,
D'Angelo,
Jerry's Kids,
A Certain Ratio,
The Monochrome Set,
Suburban Knight,
The Real Kids,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minutemen,
Faraquet,
Hashim,
Maurizio,
Eurythmics,
Rhythm & Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Pop Group,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bad Manners,
Ice-T,
Carl Craig,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.