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 Czech Republic and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare 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 Electric Prunes to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
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 Slits,
The Shadows of Knight,
Don Cherry,
Blancmange,
Chris Corsano,
Young Marble Giants,
Minny Pops,
Rosa Yemen,
Cymande,
Scott Walker,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rotary Connection,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Martian,
Bob Dylan,
The Gap Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
La Düsseldorf,
Alphaville,
Delta 5,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Severed Heads,
Tears for Fears,
10cc,
Cal Tjader,
X-101,
Piero Umiliani,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Skriet,
Colin Newman,
Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Vogues,
Bobby Womack,
Bootsy Collins,
Morten Harket,
The Red Krayola,
The Alarm Clocks,
Visage,
Patti Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Jeff Lynne,
A Certain Ratio,
The Blackbyrds,
cv313,
Soul II Soul,
The Grass Roots,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Charles Mingus,
The Slits,
Television,
Khruangbin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.