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 Netherlands and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Swans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Vainqueur,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Section 25,
Yellowson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mantronix,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Standells,
Blossom Toes,
Brass Construction,
Ultra Naté,
James White and The Blacks,
The Slits,
Amon Düül,
Ponytail,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Red Krayola,
E-Dancer,
Cheater Slicks,
New Age Steppers,
H. Thieme,
Slick Rick,
The Blackbyrds,
Pere Ubu,
June Days,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Evens,
Smog,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cecil Taylor,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nik Kershaw,
DJ Style,
Duran Duran,
The Names,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric Dolphy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
K-Klass,
The Move,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MC5,
The Invisible,
Robert Görl,
Scion,
The Cowsills,
Sight & Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Kinks,
Ohio Players,
Schoolly D,
Pole,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Darondo,
The Saints,
Visage,
The Busters,
Parry Music,
Clear Light,
Los Fastidios,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.