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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lindisfarne to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro 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 snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Busters,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül,
Banda Bassotti,
X-102,
Sonny Sharrock,
Talk Talk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
K-Klass,
Jandek,
Eden Ahbez,
Ohio Players,
Stiv Bators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
This Heat,
Aaron Thompson,
The Standells,
Wire,
The Wake,
Fear,
Camberwell Now,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Motions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Altered Images,
LL Cool J,
The Moleskins,
Grauzone,
Negative Approach,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mantronix,
New Order,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Searchers,
Graham Central Station,
Qualms,
Kurtis Blow,
Rites of Spring,
Gang Starr,
The Vogues,
OOIOO,
Neu!,
John Cale,
Henry Cow,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joy Division,
The Golliwogs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Sparks,
The Martian,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Icehouse,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Moss Icon,
Kayak,
Zapp,
Rufus Thomas,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.