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 Sudan and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Five Americans to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
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,
Eric Copeland,
Little Man,
Dave Gahan,
Chris & Cosey,
Albert Ayler,
DJ Sneak,
Metal Thangz,
Brass Construction,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Moody Blues,
Connie Case,
Masters at Work,
Sight & Sound,
Infiniti,
Swell Maps,
Babytalk,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Can,
Bronski Beat,
Arthur Verocai,
New Order,
Joy Division,
Alphaville,
Country Teasers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
These Immortal Souls,
KRS-One,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Surgeon,
Schoolly D,
Tom Boy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Archie Shepp,
Robert Wyatt,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Smog,
Alison Limerick,
Deakin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tubeway Army,
David Axelrod,
Kenny Larkin,
L. Decosne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Make Up,
The J.B.'s,
Theoretical Girls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Buckinghams,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kaleidoscope,
The Velvet Underground,
Television Personalities,
The Zeros,
Q65,
Ultravox,
The Cowsills,
Basic Channel,
John Holt,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.