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 Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wire to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Theoretical Girls,
Tom Boy,
Lou Reed,
Lakeside,
The Searchers,
Sällskapet,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Yaz,
Minnie Riperton,
Lightning Bolt,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bauhaus,
Agitation Free,
Scan 7,
Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
The Standells,
Aaron Thompson,
The American Breed,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Bourne,
The Gap Band,
U.S. Maple,
Fela Kuti,
Newcleus,
Moby Grape,
Country Joe & The Fish,
David Axelrod,
Siglo XX,
Television Personalities,
The Fugs,
The Vogues,
Skarface,
F. McDonald,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Offenders,
Rakim,
Livin' Joy,
Sight & Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Reuben Wilson,
David Bowie,
Skaos,
Blancmange,
Lower 48,
Maurizio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bobby Hutcherson,
A Certain Ratio,
Outsiders,
The Associates,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Talk Talk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
This Heat,
Hashim,
The Martian,
Eric Dolphy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.