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 Equatorial Guinea and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lightning Bolt to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar 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 spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
John Cale,
Cecil Taylor,
Eli Mardock,
The Monochrome Set,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grauzone,
The Dead C,
Agitation Free,
Nas,
The Count Five,
Dawn Penn,
Chrome,
Siglo XX,
Henry Cow,
Jacob Miller,
The Five Americans,
Crispy Ambulance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rufus Thomas,
Royal Trux,
Fad Gadget,
Flamin' Groovies,
Reagan Youth,
The Invisible,
Nation of Ulysses,
Funky Four + One,
LL Cool J,
The Golliwogs,
Sam Rivers,
Buzzcocks,
Slick Rick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pantaleimon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crispian St. Peters,
Q and Not U,
Lyres,
Peter & Gordon,
Susan Cadogan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The J.B.'s,
Sound Behaviour,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yaz,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Parrish,
Minutemen,
K-Klass,
Bang On A Can,
Television Personalities,
JFA,
The Associates,
Eve St. Jones,
Yellowson,
Soulsonic Force,
Mission of Burma,
Bad Manners,
Main Source,
Chris & Cosey,
Joey Negro,
Pharoah Sanders,
Magazine,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.