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 Senegal and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Barry Ungar to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
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,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Malaria!,
James White and The Blacks,
U.S. Maple,
T.S.O.L.,
Masters at Work,
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kurtis Blow,
Magma,
Monks,
Ultra Naté,
Skriet,
Lindisfarne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Velvet Underground,
Fat Boys,
Bauhaus,
The Moleskins,
The Birthday Party,
Smog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Young Rascals,
Harpers Bizarre,
Funky Four + One,
Freddie Wadling,
Brothers Johnson,
Shuggie Otis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scion,
The Selecter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Offenders,
Judy Mowatt,
Kenny Larkin,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dirtbombs,
Josef K,
Sugar Minott,
Animal Collective,
Pussy Galore,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rekid,
Minutemen,
Erasure,
Soft Machine,
Suicide,
Moby Grape,
Joy Division,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mad Mike,
Scratch Acid,
the Sonics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Niagra,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.