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 Mexico and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Monochrome Set to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin 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 mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Minnie Riperton,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kevin Saunderson,
Reuben Wilson,
Harpers Bizarre,
AZ,
Marine Girls,
Pussy Galore,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lightning Bolt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Roger Hodgson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nik Kershaw,
Moebius,
The Golliwogs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sandy B,
Gang of Four,
X-Ray Spex,
Sparks,
Josef K,
UT,
Ralphi Rosario,
D'Angelo,
Rotary Connection,
The Pretty Things,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Selecter,
Lalann,
Sister Nancy,
Chris & Cosey,
Rod Modell,
Yusef Lateef,
Max Romeo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sonic Youth,
Television,
The Star Department,
Skarface,
Ten City,
Derrick Morgan,
Heaven 17,
The Fire Engines,
MDC,
The Kinks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Warsaw,
Eddi Front,
Radiohead,
Black Pus,
Mo-Dettes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fat Boys,
Inner City,
Whodini,
Tropical Tobacco,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.