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 Mali and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Funkadelic to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
PIL,
Deepchord,
Rod Modell,
Maleditus Sound,
Delta 5,
Lungfish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Toni Rubio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fire Engines,
Alton Ellis,
Agitation Free,
Magma,
Motorama,
Yellowson,
Laurel Aitken,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Saccharine Trust,
The Doors,
Tubeway Army,
Peter & Gordon,
John Holt,
Dennis Brown,
Massinfluence,
The Offenders,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Byrd,
Oneida,
Wolf Eyes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rufus Thomas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Thompson Twins,
The Pop Group,
Freddie Wadling,
Nico,
Hashim,
The Human League,
Basic Channel,
Eden Ahbez,
Funkadelic,
The Monks,
Dark Day,
Sonic Youth,
Sex Pistols,
Ice-T,
The Dirtbombs,
Make Up,
Kurtis Blow,
Mo-Dettes,
Circle Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pere Ubu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Easy Going,
Sixth Finger,
John Foxx,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.