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 Estonia and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Trumans Water 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
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,
Al Stewart,
Peter & Gordon,
The Happenings,
Patti Smith,
Bluetip,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joy Division,
Crime,
The Smoke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Black Dice,
Parry Music,
Kevin Saunderson,
OOIOO,
Camberwell Now,
Tommy Roe,
Duran Duran,
The Star Department,
Brass Construction,
MDC,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Japan,
Anakelly,
Procol Harum,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
KRS-One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deakin,
Rakim,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Christie,
Flipper,
Spoonie Gee,
Roxy Music,
Q65,
Country Teasers,
kango's stein massive,
Peter and Kerry,
Alton Ellis,
DJ Sneak,
Con Funk Shun,
Tomorrow,
Agitation Free,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nas,
Rhythm & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fela Kuti,
Maleditus Sound,
Warsaw,
Pantytec,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Real Kids,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pole,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Cale,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeff Lynne,
The Moody Blues,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.