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 Congo and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
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 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 Holger Czukay 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 Ituana to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
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,
The Standells,
The Fire Engines,
John Cale,
Eurythmics,
Siglo XX,
Television Personalities,
Soul II Soul,
Terry Callier,
Magma,
The Invisible,
Terrestrial Tones,
Letta Mbulu,
In Retrospect,
Althea and Donna,
Grauzone,
June of 44,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lightning Bolt,
Unrelated Segments,
FM Einheit,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Names,
KRS-One,
The Young Rascals,
Gabor Szabo,
Bang On A Can,
The Gun Club,
10cc,
The Stooges,
The Cowsills,
Ten City,
Faust,
Slave,
Eli Mardock,
Michelle Simonal,
Minutemen,
Cheater Slicks,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roy Ayers,
Procol Harum,
Leonard Cohen,
Banda Bassotti,
The Moleskins,
Model 500,
Blossom Toes,
David Axelrod,
The Happenings,
The Sonics,
H. Thieme,
T.S.O.L.,
Judy Mowatt,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Blackbyrds,
Nico,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.