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 El Salvador and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Girls At Our Best! to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moby Grape,
Arab on Radar,
The Modern Lovers,
Basic Channel,
Jacob Miller,
Yusef Lateef,
The Count Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wings,
Lakeside,
The Cramps,
Section 25,
The Doors,
Lebanon Hanover,
Public Enemy,
Rapeman,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Blackbyrds,
Joyce Sims,
Surgeon,
Bobby Womack,
Youth Brigade,
Bang On A Can,
Vainqueur,
The Victims,
cv313,
Zero Boys,
B.T. Express,
Juan Atkins,
The Cure,
Terrestrial Tones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Letta Mbulu,
Mission of Burma,
Sarah Menescal,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rekid,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Lydon,
Buzzcocks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Curtis Mayfield,
Q and Not U,
Flipper,
The Knickerbockers,
China Crisis,
Oblivians,
UT,
Dave Gahan,
The Gories,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dead Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ituana,
Maurizio,
T.S.O.L.,
Lower 48,
L. Decosne,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Black Dice,
The Busters,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.