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 Hungary and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Barracudas 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum 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 mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Soft Machine,
Gang of Four,
Rekid,
Gastr Del Sol,
Index,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Barracudas,
Excepter,
CMW,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joyce Sims,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rapeman,
The Beau Brummels,
Chris Corsano,
Kayak,
Camouflage,
Warren Ellis,
Flash Fearless,
Derrick May,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nick Fraelich,
New York Dolls,
The Blues Magoos,
Nation of Ulysses,
Swell Maps,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cheater Slicks,
Circle Jerks,
Tres Demented,
Khruangbin,
Pole,
Model 500,
Television,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Red Krayola,
DJ Style,
Cluster,
John Coltrane,
Adolescents,
Soft Cell,
B.T. Express,
Ituana,
Cymande,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Sheep,
The Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Quadrant,
Marvin Gaye,
Metal Thangz,
Donald Byrd,
Fluxion,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Underground Resistance,
Bauhaus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lungfish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Can,
Kaleidoscope,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.