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 Cambodia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Public Enemy 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord 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 chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scion,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Morten Harket,
The Sound,
Todd Terry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lebanon Hanover,
Technova,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sight & Sound,
Newcleus,
The Grass Roots,
Andrew Hill,
Television Personalities,
Liliput,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roxette,
Terry Callier,
Janne Schatter,
Althea and Donna,
Joy Division,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DNA,
Yusef Lateef,
These Immortal Souls,
Ultravox,
Jeru the Damaja,
Urselle,
Nick Fraelich,
The Slits,
Barbara Tucker,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tomorrow,
Al Stewart,
Nik Kershaw,
Funky Four + One,
The Neon Judgement,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Walker Brothers,
Sun Ra,
Toni Rubio,
Niagra,
Public Enemy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cowsills,
Alice Coltrane,
Circle Jerks,
Delta 5,
Blake Baxter,
Franke,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roxy Music,
Ludus,
a-ha,
Desert Stars,
Minor Threat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.