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 New Zealand and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 EPMD to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kas Product,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Echospace,
Main Source,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stetsasonic,
Aural Exciters,
Average White Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Al Stewart,
Warsaw,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sun City Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Television,
Das Ding,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kenny Larkin,
Pantytec,
Monolake,
Black Moon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gladiators,
Mandrill,
Scan 7,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Stereo Dub,
Au Pairs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Slackers,
Zero Boys,
Black Sheep,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
A Certain Ratio,
Masters at Work,
Chris Corsano,
Roger Hodgson,
Youth Brigade,
Blossom Toes,
K-Klass,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Associates,
Roxy Music,
Rekid,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Flag,
Lightning Bolt,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Durutti Column,
Lalann,
Radio Birdman,
Rod Modell,
Nico,
Lee Hazlewood,
Magma,
Jawbox,
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.