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 Afghanistan and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Funkadelic to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
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,
Steve Hackett,
The Barracudas,
Camberwell Now,
Albert Ayler,
The American Breed,
Arcadia,
Lalann,
Youth Brigade,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Smooth,
The Index,
Accadde A,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Second Layer,
Vladislav Delay,
Masters at Work,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Copeland,
Soul II Soul,
Barry Ungar,
The Fugs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Martian,
Ronnie Foster,
The Angels of Light,
Schoolly D,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Lynne,
Yusef Lateef,
Warren Ellis,
Excepter,
New Order,
Chris & Cosey,
The Moleskins,
Nico,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Matthew Halsall,
Little Man,
The Grass Roots,
Stereo Dub,
The Seeds,
Slick Rick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Susan Cadogan,
Scrapy,
Icehouse,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Shuggie Otis,
a-ha,
Derrick May,
Alison Limerick,
The Sound,
T. Rex,
Cluster,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.