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 Indonesia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Suburban Knight to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Cameo,
Ultra Naté,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mo-Dettes,
Matthew Halsall,
Panda Bear,
The Modern Lovers,
Ossler,
The Litter,
Iggy Pop,
Pet Shop Boys,
Davy DMX,
New Age Steppers,
Monks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Main Source,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Infiniti,
Audionom,
Can,
Flamin' Groovies,
Blancmange,
EPMD,
Ohio Players,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter & Gordon,
Con Funk Shun,
Gichy Dan,
Deepchord,
Junior Murvin,
Lyres,
New Order,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Amazonics,
Television,
The Motions,
The Divine Comedy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Techniques,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lakeside,
Moby Grape,
These Immortal Souls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Skriet,
Robert Hood,
The Martian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
AZ,
Eric Dolphy,
Fugazi,
Sandy B,
Johnny Clarke,
Kas Product,
Aaron Thompson,
The Red Krayola,
Althea and Donna,
kango's stein massive,
Section 25,
The Vogues,
Neil Young,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.