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 Ivory Coast and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Smoke. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Starr,
Pagans,
Tres Demented,
Scan 7,
Von Mondo,
The Black Dice,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ohio Players,
The Gories,
Blake Baxter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Slits,
Moebius,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mummies,
Second Layer,
Toni Rubio,
The Gap Band,
Deadbeat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Panda Bear,
Sister Nancy,
The Invisible,
Eric Dolphy,
Ten City,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang of Four,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gabor Szabo,
Pierre Henry,
Magazine,
The United States of America,
Tom Boy,
Minutemen,
Neil Young,
AZ,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alice Coltrane,
Johnny Clarke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Oblivians,
Scratch Acid,
Colin Newman,
Inner City,
Outsiders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Josef K,
Supertramp,
Unwound,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Accadde A,
JFA,
Marine Girls,
The Index,
Spandau Ballet,
Joyce Sims,
Mantronix,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.