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 Antigua and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Alice Coltrane to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
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,
AZ,
Boredoms,
Au Pairs,
Basic Channel,
Brick,
Archie Shepp,
Soft Machine,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mummies,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ten City,
Wings,
Essential Logic,
Hashim,
Organ,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jerry's Kids,
Bluetip,
Massinfluence,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Reagan Youth,
Public Enemy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Visage,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Angry Samoans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ronan,
The Stooges,
Patti Smith,
JFA,
Bad Manners,
The American Breed,
Dark Day,
Soul Sonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Associates,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pantaleimon,
Cal Tjader,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Make Up,
Shuggie Otis,
Masters at Work,
Franke,
Boz Scaggs,
Darondo,
Harry Pussy,
MC5,
Laurel Aitken,
Bob Dylan,
Brass Construction,
David McCallum,
Television Personalities,
Mantronix,
Stiv Bators,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.