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 Benin and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camberwell Now to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Albert Ayler,
The Blackbyrds,
Saccharine Trust,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Half Japanese,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soulsonic Force,
Derrick Morgan,
Vladislav Delay,
Black Pus,
the Normal,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare,
Hoover,
Organ,
Cheater Slicks,
The Monochrome Set,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Bar-Kays,
The Searchers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dawn Penn,
Don Cherry,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Residents,
Lou Reed,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scratch Acid,
The Durutti Column,
Goldenarms,
Radiohead,
Tim Buckley,
Lalann,
Kenny Larkin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stetsasonic,
Judy Mowatt,
Anakelly,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ohio Players,
The Smoke,
World's Most,
KRS-One,
Bauhaus,
Yusef Lateef,
Sexual Harrassment,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gichy Dan,
The Fall,
Alton Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Tremeloes,
Agitation Free,
Spoonie Gee,
Cymande,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.