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 Kuwait and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bob Dylan to the electroclash 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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
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,
The Buckinghams,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Red Krayola,
T. Rex,
cv313,
Prince Buster,
Mars,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
T.S.O.L.,
Skarface,
MDC,
Rufus Thomas,
Parry Music,
Thompson Twins,
Con Funk Shun,
Brand Nubian,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Avey Tare,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hardrive,
Echospace,
Roy Ayers,
Organ,
The Smoke,
Blossom Toes,
Circle Jerks,
Cybotron,
Ornette Coleman,
Young Marble Giants,
MC5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barrington Levy,
Josef K,
Kas Product,
Harmonia,
The Victims,
Boz Scaggs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soulsonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Evens,
Main Source,
Duran Duran,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gap Band,
The Cure,
ABBA,
The Star Department,
The Misunderstood,
Skaos,
The Slits,
Groovy Waters,
Anakelly,
Al Stewart,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nik Kershaw,
The Moleskins,
The Toasters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.