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 Israel and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fania All-Stars 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
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,
Rosa Yemen,
the Human League,
La Düsseldorf,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lebanon Hanover,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cybotron,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Y Pants,
Guru Guru,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Patti Smith,
R.M.O.,
Danielle Patucci,
The Happenings,
Intrusion,
Maleditus Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Pretty Things,
Quando Quango,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ronan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Roxy Music,
Scan 7,
Pet Shop Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pagans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skriet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Starr,
The Modern Lovers,
Joe Smooth,
Pussy Galore,
Tom Boy,
Soulsonic Force,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cymande,
Kayak,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crime,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skarface,
Sun City Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Steve Hackett,
Darondo,
Ultra Naté,
The Beau Brummels,
Lou Christie,
Youth Brigade,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.