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 El Salvador and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba 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 Grauzone to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb 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 guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
This Heat,
Stereo Dub,
The Fortunes,
Eli Mardock,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skaos,
Newcleus,
Marine Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Smoke,
Altered Images,
Aural Exciters,
The Durutti Column,
Kerrie Biddell,
Connie Case,
the Germs,
Cal Tjader,
Silicon Teens,
Negative Approach,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gun Club,
Essential Logic,
Toni Rubio,
The Wake,
Kerri Chandler,
Nils Olav,
Livin' Joy,
Isaac Hayes,
X-Ray Spex,
Jacob Miller,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ronan,
The Angels of Light,
Joyce Sims,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Moody Blues,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Golliwogs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Unwound,
Rekid,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Basic Channel,
Von Mondo,
Easy Going,
a-ha,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Style,
Kaleidoscope,
B.T. Express,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang of Four,
Los Fastidios,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Quantec,
Blossom Toes,
Man Parrish,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.