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 Togo and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Animal Collective to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 guitar and an oboe 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 harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
The Black Dice,
OOIOO,
AZ,
Joe Smooth,
The Stooges,
Quantec,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Star Department,
Letta Mbulu,
Eden Ahbez,
Skriet,
Scratch Acid,
The Zeros,
Minny Pops,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ohio Players,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mummies,
The Monks,
Barry Ungar,
Rufus Thomas,
Altered Images,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Smog,
Sun City Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
The Moleskins,
Theoretical Girls,
Eli Mardock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
UT,
Au Pairs,
The Fortunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Skatalites,
Delta 5,
Dark Day,
Cal Tjader,
Prince Buster,
Rapeman,
Bad Manners,
Soulsonic Force,
Ronnie Foster,
Moby Grape,
The Dead C,
Television,
the Bar-Kays,
Tropical Tobacco,
Beasts of Bourbon,
K-Klass,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crash Course in Science,
Easy Going,
Schoolly D,
The Gap Band,
The Moody Blues,
Maurizio,
Colin Newman,
Hashim,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.