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 United Kingdom and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Thompson Twins to the disco 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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gregory Isaacs,
Chrome,
Max Romeo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Basic Channel,
Duran Duran,
The Remains,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Skarface,
Pussy Galore,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Niagra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dawn Penn,
The Golliwogs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dual Sessions,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Misunderstood,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Supertramp,
Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Man Parrish,
Graham Central Station,
Tres Demented,
Hasil Adkins,
The Monochrome Set,
Surgeon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Zeros,
The Durutti Column,
Cymande,
The Fugs,
Average White Band,
CMW,
Grauzone,
Michelle Simonal,
Carl Craig,
Cheater Slicks,
Bill Near,
The Techniques,
Bush Tetras,
Archie Shepp,
Pierre Henry,
Siglo XX,
Procol Harum,
Index,
Flipper,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Byrd,
Monks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Porter Ricks,
The Doors,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.