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 Norway and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 Mo-Dettes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb 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 oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Howard Jones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Stiv Bators,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Mummies,
Anthony Braxton,
Henry Cow,
Minor Threat,
Leonard Cohen,
Thompson Twins,
Section 25,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dual Sessions,
Cheater Slicks,
Clear Light,
Laurel Aitken,
E-Dancer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Absolute Body Control,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Schoolly D,
Isaac Hayes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Piero Umiliani,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Boogie Down Productions,
Buzzcocks,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roxette,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Arab on Radar,
Sixth Finger,
Steve Hackett,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hot Snakes,
Joyce Sims,
UT,
Television Personalities,
Tears for Fears,
Amazonics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Faust,
DJ Sneak,
Peter and Kerry,
The Toasters,
Minnie Riperton,
Soft Cell,
Ultravox,
Gil Scott Heron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxy Music,
The Selecter,
Index,
Nils Olav,
Interpol,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.