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 Estonia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Bobby Byrd to the crunk 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
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 Black Dice,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Whodini,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Flag,
The Doors,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Flesh Eaters,
Idris Muhammad,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Skriet,
Sun Ra,
Amon Düül II,
Talk Talk,
Saccharine Trust,
Swans,
The Monks,
MC5,
Prince Buster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Young Marble Giants,
Agent Orange,
The Angels of Light,
Metal Thangz,
Roger Hodgson,
Spandau Ballet,
Marmalade,
Joe Finger,
Alison Limerick,
Banda Bassotti,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Pop Group,
X-Ray Spex,
Donald Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Faust,
The Move,
the Bar-Kays,
Stiv Bators,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Half Japanese,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cybotron,
Flash Fearless,
Sixth Finger,
Eli Mardock,
Kas Product,
John Cale,
cv313,
T.S.O.L.,
The Remains,
The J.B.'s,
Thompson Twins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.