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 Thailand and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Agitation Free to the electroclash 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a mellotron 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 chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Freddie Wadling,
Jawbox,
Mantronix,
Smog,
Goldenarms,
Kaleidoscope,
Shoche,
Pantaleimon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultimate Spinach,
Warren Ellis,
Sound Behaviour,
New Order,
Toni Rubio,
David Bowie,
Laurel Aitken,
Althea and Donna,
Slave,
Pussy Galore,
Aural Exciters,
The Gun Club,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
X-102,
The Electric Prunes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mandrill,
Schoolly D,
Brick,
Echospace,
The Golliwogs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Sheep,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Depeche Mode,
Pierre Henry,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Music Machine,
DNA,
Joe Finger,
Roxy Music,
KRS-One,
Moebius,
The Move,
The Martian,
The Barracudas,
Henry Cow,
The Kinks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gong,
Minor Threat,
Barclay James Harvest,
ABC,
Eric Dolphy,
The Stooges,
Maurizio,
Jerry's Kids,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.