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 Georgia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fear to the rap 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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator 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 guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Marshall Jefferson,
Popol Vuh,
Siglo XX,
Ten City,
Soul Sonic Force,
Morten Harket,
Fatback Band,
Harmonia,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hasil Adkins,
Ossler,
Brand Nubian,
Ronan,
Slick Rick,
Procol Harum,
John Cale,
Massinfluence,
U.S. Maple,
David McCallum,
Deadbeat,
Groovy Waters,
Chrome,
The Divine Comedy,
Arthur Verocai,
Cluster,
Hardrive,
Scratch Acid,
Faraquet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Electric Prunes,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scan 7,
Peter and Kerry,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Angry Samoans,
Pylon,
Dual Sessions,
Funkadelic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Country Teasers,
Shoche,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Section 25,
The Moody Blues,
Gang Starr,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Peter & Gordon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Erasure,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Arab on Radar,
Blancmange,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sister Nancy,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.