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 India and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Simply Red to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Womack,
The Smoke,
Barrington Levy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tommy Roe,
The Fall,
Aural Exciters,
Kenny Larkin,
Gichy Dan,
Steve Hackett,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cramps,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kas Product,
Josef K,
Scan 7,
Desert Stars,
Qualms,
FM Einheit,
Jesper Dahlback,
Faust,
Soul II Soul,
Yusef Lateef,
Underground Resistance,
Barbara Tucker,
Ornette Coleman,
Arthur Verocai,
Patti Smith,
Ponytail,
Franke,
Drexciya,
Harpers Bizarre,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Cale,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Germs,
a-ha,
Morten Harket,
Masters at Work,
Gong,
The Walker Brothers,
Tres Demented,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Byron Stingily,
Cybotron,
Negative Approach,
Scrapy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Main Source,
Andrew Hill,
Amon Düül,
Clear Light,
The Selecter,
The Gories,
Maurizio,
Theoretical Girls,
Henry Cow,
Ohio Players,
Fluxion,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.