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 Pakistan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Raincoats to the electroclash 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron 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?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Electric Prunes,
Quadrant,
E-Dancer,
Iggy Pop,
The Martian,
Brick,
Rotary Connection,
Chris & Cosey,
Danielle Patucci,
Marvin Gaye,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
These Immortal Souls,
The Dirtbombs,
Duran Duran,
This Heat,
Kurtis Blow,
The Evens,
Arcadia,
Camberwell Now,
DJ Style,
Metal Thangz,
Laurel Aitken,
Scott Walker,
Echospace,
Magma,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Normal,
Bobby Sherman,
Das Ding,
Cheater Slicks,
Rosa Yemen,
Ultra Naté,
Buzzcocks,
The Cowsills,
Negative Approach,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Electric Prunes,
Minor Threat,
Quando Quango,
The Seeds,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Busters,
Bill Wells,
Simply Red,
Urselle,
Lyres,
Unwound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gladiators,
Tubeway Army,
JFA,
Ponytail,
The Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.