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 Cameroon and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Throbbing Gristle to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
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,
Icehouse,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blackbyrds,
Los Fastidios,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Blake Baxter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Qualms,
Boz Scaggs,
Section 25,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Clear Light,
The Gun Club,
Sister Nancy,
OOIOO,
The Fortunes,
Scrapy,
Excepter,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The American Breed,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Sonics,
Zero Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Idris Muhammad,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tommy Roe,
Tomorrow,
Brass Construction,
Lightning Bolt,
E-Dancer,
The Move,
Graham Central Station,
Schoolly D,
Visage,
Cybotron,
Ultra Naté,
X-Ray Spex,
Vainqueur,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Seeds,
Robert Wyatt,
Rites of Spring,
Sun City Girls,
Accadde A,
Flamin' Groovies,
Can,
Joe Finger,
Lou Christie,
Suicide,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dual Sessions,
Pagans,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.