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 New Zealand and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron 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 Loose Ends to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Easy Going,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Walker Brothers,
Moebius,
Shuggie Otis,
Jeff Mills,
The Doobie Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Newcleus,
Mandrill,
Bill Near,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gories,
The Raincoats,
Nirvana,
The American Breed,
DJ Style,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Television,
Flamin' Groovies,
Terry Callier,
Gang Green,
Eurythmics,
The Gap Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Rosa Yemen,
Jawbox,
The Martian,
Bad Manners,
EPMD,
The Moody Blues,
New Age Steppers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deepchord,
Excepter,
Das Ding,
Bauhaus,
Malaria!,
Camouflage,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Sherman,
The Human League,
Althea and Donna,
This Heat,
Half Japanese,
The Smiths,
Livin' Joy,
The Wake,
The Standells,
Zapp,
Ultimate Spinach,
R.M.O.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nick Fraelich,
B.T. Express,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Offenders,
Deakin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Thompson Twins,
Cecil Taylor,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.