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 Cyprus and from Lyon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Negative Approach to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ 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 synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Connie Case,
Flash Fearless,
In Retrospect,
X-102,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Henry Cow,
the Bar-Kays,
Cecil Taylor,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fortunes,
Brand Nubian,
Joey Negro,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Associates,
Bill Wells,
Liliput,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang of Four,
Todd Terry,
Von Mondo,
Cluster,
David Axelrod,
The Trojans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Angels of Light,
Oblivians,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed,
Wire,
The Blues Magoos,
Radio Birdman,
The Dead C,
The Mojo Men,
The Slackers,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Residents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terry Callier,
Eric Dolphy,
Ken Boothe,
Kaleidoscope,
Bootsy Collins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bobby Womack,
Section 25,
Chrome,
Danielle Patucci,
Roxette,
The Remains,
FM Einheit,
Bizarre Inc.,
Malaria!,
Fluxion,
Scott Walker,
The Count Five,
Nas,
Minny Pops,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skarface,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.