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 Togo and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wally Richardson to the grime 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a theremin 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 guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül II,
The Five Americans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Sonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Music Machine,
Sixth Finger,
Livin' Joy,
LL Cool J,
Swell Maps,
The Seeds,
Shoche,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Heaven 17,
Gichy Dan,
Erykah Badu,
kango's stein massive,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
10cc,
Television Personalities,
Rhythm & Sound,
Das Ding,
Bauhaus,
Todd Rundgren,
Alison Limerick,
Dawn Penn,
Pulsallama,
Suburban Knight,
Liliput,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Slits,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Saccharine Trust,
The Young Rascals,
Camberwell Now,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Swans,
Robert Görl,
Reuben Wilson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fall,
Alphaville,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eric Copeland,
Sonny Sharrock,
Agent Orange,
Excepter,
Gang Gang Dance,
David McCallum,
Crispy Ambulance,
EPMD,
Sparks,
Eli Mardock,
Ohio Players,
The Durutti Column,
Duran Duran,
Scrapy,
Sister Nancy,
Cybotron,
Sarah Menescal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.