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 Honduras and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Yaz to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
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,
Freddie Wadling,
Stiv Bators,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mo-Dettes,
Model 500,
Scratch Acid,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q65,
Anthony Braxton,
Qualms,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bauhaus,
Minny Pops,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sarah Menescal,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Beau Brummels,
Leonard Cohen,
Davy DMX,
Henry Cow,
Wire,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scion,
Livin' Joy,
Godley & Creme,
Cecil Taylor,
Soft Machine,
The Buckinghams,
The Dirtbombs,
Tom Boy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gories,
Grey Daturas,
The Invisible,
Soft Cell,
Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
Radiopuhelimet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eric Copeland,
The Happenings,
Letta Mbulu,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Barry Ungar,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joe Finger,
Maurizio,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Searchers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mark Hollis,
Desert Stars,
Prince Buster,
Con Funk Shun,
Visage,
The Fall,
kango's stein massive,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.