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 Libya and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pretty Things to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar 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 snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Zero Boys,
Scott Walker,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stetsasonic,
Malaria!,
The Blackbyrds,
June of 44,
The Monochrome Set,
Arab on Radar,
Metal Thangz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Outsiders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter & Gordon,
The Toasters,
Grauzone,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Das Ding,
Mad Mike,
Cal Tjader,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
DJ Sneak,
Silicon Teens,
The Busters,
This Heat,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Move,
The Index,
The Divine Comedy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kerri Chandler,
Fela Kuti,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Finger,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
KRS-One,
Swell Maps,
Glambeats Corp.,
Goldenarms,
Arcadia,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funkadelic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Albert Ayler,
New Order,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tim Buckley,
Roy Ayers,
Mark Hollis,
The Gun Club,
The Modern Lovers,
Vainqueur,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mr. Review,
Chrome,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.