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 Kosovo and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the rock 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
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,
Tubeway Army,
Althea and Donna,
Wasted Youth,
Ultravox,
Albert Ayler,
T.S.O.L.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ohio Players,
Josef K,
Masters at Work,
Mark Hollis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ten City,
Scan 7,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kas Product,
Pere Ubu,
Monolake,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter and Kerry,
R.M.O.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Leaves,
Stiv Bators,
L. Decosne,
Junior Murvin,
Reuben Wilson,
Arthur Verocai,
Lower 48,
Adolescents,
Groovy Waters,
The Wake,
Bobby Womack,
X-101,
The Remains,
Simply Red,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kayak,
Khruangbin,
Marshall Jefferson,
Procol Harum,
Anakelly,
Pylon,
Mad Mike,
The Pretty Things,
Barbara Tucker,
Alphaville,
Sight & Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Erasure,
Sparks,
10cc,
Dark Day,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.