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 Antigua and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Leaves to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies 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. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mandrill,
Kurtis Blow,
X-Ray Spex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Yusef Lateef,
The Modern Lovers,
The Mojo Men,
CMW,
Fela Kuti,
Intrusion,
Lou Reed,
Robert Hood,
Black Pus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aural Exciters,
Kerri Chandler,
Chrome,
Spandau Ballet,
Donny Hathaway,
Young Marble Giants,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Names,
Pantytec,
AZ,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jandek,
Pagans,
This Heat,
World's Most,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Kinks,
Avey Tare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Görl,
Glenn Branca,
David Axelrod,
the Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Remains,
Quadrant,
The Star Department,
The Gap Band,
Q and Not U,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moleskins,
Danielle Patucci,
Marine Girls,
Ludus,
Amazonics,
Ken Boothe,
Freddie Wadling,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Suburban Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Peter & Gordon,
Lyres,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.