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 Benin and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 The Cure 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a snare 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 linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
The American Breed,
Quando Quango,
Duran Duran,
Siglo XX,
Camberwell Now,
The Beau Brummels,
Cymande,
the Soft Cell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Radiohead,
Youth Brigade,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Mummies,
Kas Product,
Gang of Four,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Germs,
Reuben Wilson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Aloha Tigers,
Neu!,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ronnie Foster,
Soft Machine,
Malaria!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jandek,
The Dead C,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lindisfarne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ice-T,
Hoover,
Spandau Ballet,
China Crisis,
Peter and Kerry,
Nas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sparks,
Roxette,
In Retrospect,
Connie Case,
Isaac Hayes,
The Stooges,
Idris Muhammad,
Wasted Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tomorrow,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mantronix,
Pagans,
The Cure,
Das Ding,
Marvin Gaye,
Blossom Toes,
Stereo Dub,
Peter & Gordon,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.