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 Malta and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron 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 chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Public Image Ltd.,
Brass Construction,
Arthur Verocai,
Howard Jones,
The Residents,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joe Finger,
Section 25,
Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare,
The Tremeloes,
Cybotron,
Lee Hazlewood,
Delon & Dalcan,
Zapp,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joensuu 1685,
Pet Shop Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Clear Light,
Basic Channel,
Susan Cadogan,
Kaleidoscope,
Roy Ayers,
June of 44,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Swell Maps,
Supertramp,
D'Angelo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Dave Gahan,
Kas Product,
Thee Headcoats,
Tommy Roe,
La Düsseldorf,
The Names,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
Eve St. Jones,
Sparks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kerri Chandler,
Sarah Menescal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Searchers,
The Young Rascals,
The Zeros,
Glenn Branca,
Circle Jerks,
Alphaville,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mandrill,
Aswad,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
DJ Sneak,
Dennis Brown,
Morten Harket,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.