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 Croatia and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 ABBA to the funk 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro 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 sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
The Move,
Marmalade,
Quadrant,
Visage,
Amon Düül,
The Standells,
Godley & Creme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bluetip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Trumans Water,
Swell Maps,
The Moleskins,
Minutemen,
In Retrospect,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Piero Umiliani,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dave Clark Five,
A Certain Ratio,
Subhumans,
Lalann,
The Fire Engines,
Moebius,
Rekid,
kango's stein massive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Khruangbin,
Popol Vuh,
Connie Case,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Monolake,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dawn Penn,
Shuggie Otis,
Wolf Eyes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Duran Duran,
The Young Rascals,
Bang On A Can,
Circle Jerks,
Nils Olav,
Drexciya,
Drive Like Jehu,
Morten Harket,
The Cosmic Jokers,
cv313,
MDC,
The Real Kids,
Funky Four + One,
The Misunderstood,
Cybotron,
Albert Ayler,
The Slits,
The Modern Lovers,
Ponytail,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Names,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.