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 Colombia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skatalites to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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,
The Knickerbockers,
Bauhaus,
Cal Tjader,
the Germs,
Motorama,
Audionom,
Crispian St. Peters,
Duran Duran,
Jandek,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pierre Henry,
JFA,
Stetsasonic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Foxx,
Surgeon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gichy Dan,
Faust,
The Fire Engines,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Lydon,
Nas,
Dual Sessions,
Tim Buckley,
Minnie Riperton,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Juan Atkins,
Kurtis Blow,
Buzzcocks,
DNA,
Lightning Bolt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ronan,
Scott Walker,
The Smoke,
Monks,
The Five Americans,
K-Klass,
Camouflage,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Goldenarms,
Banda Bassotti,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Moon,
The Remains,
Blancmange,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Supertramp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultra Naté,
Little Man,
Robert Hood,
Alphaville,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.