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 Tajikistan and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Offenders to the rock 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roger Hodgson,
Sällskapet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ronnie Foster,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Barry Ungar,
Fad Gadget,
Flash Fearless,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
T. Rex,
Mantronix,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Swans,
Magma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Groovy Waters,
Index,
Anthony Braxton,
Hasil Adkins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Quando Quango,
Technova,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eve St. Jones,
Ice-T,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare,
Tom Boy,
Can,
Dennis Brown,
Guru Guru,
F. McDonald,
Boogie Down Productions,
Archie Shepp,
David McCallum,
Soft Machine,
The Fire Engines,
Amon Düül,
Marc Almond,
Fluxion,
Tim Buckley,
Khruangbin,
the Association,
Ultra Naté,
Vainqueur,
The Invisible,
L. Decosne,
Nirvana,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Infiniti,
Aloha Tigers,
Dave Gahan,
Basic Channel,
Rod Modell,
The Pop Group,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bush Tetras,
The New Christs,
Grey Daturas,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.