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 Grenada and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Captain Beefheart 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 The Doors to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet 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 oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Faust,
Cybotron,
Marine Girls,
Andrew Hill,
Rufus Thomas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Anthony Braxton,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Agent Orange,
Ice-T,
The Names,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Television,
The Remains,
Avey Tare,
Blake Baxter,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ossler,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
These Immortal Souls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Siglo XX,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Blossom Toes,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun Ra,
David McCallum,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Young Marble Giants,
Kurtis Blow,
Brick,
Brand Nubian,
Derrick Morgan,
Khruangbin,
Arthur Verocai,
Nils Olav,
Gang Green,
Bauhaus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Darondo,
Half Japanese,
The Evens,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Brass Construction,
Kerri Chandler,
Jeru the Damaja,
Slave,
Duran Duran,
Rapeman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hoover,
Matthew Halsall,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Thompson Twins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Monolake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.