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 China and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 CMW to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes 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 a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Motorama,
Malaria!,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
Rufus Thomas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Remains,
Scratch Acid,
The Velvet Underground,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Faraquet,
T. Rex,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fear,
Bootsy Collins,
The Smiths,
Max Romeo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Erasure,
Sam Rivers,
David McCallum,
Grauzone,
ABC,
The Cure,
Mark Hollis,
The Kinks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Warsaw,
Vladislav Delay,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Real Kids,
Traffic Nightmare,
Angry Samoans,
Cameo,
Cal Tjader,
World's Most,
Procol Harum,
Bronski Beat,
Marvin Gaye,
Inner City,
The Searchers,
The Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Subhumans,
Tears for Fears,
The Gun Club,
Donald Byrd,
Rosa Yemen,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Gang Dance,
Panda Bear,
Masters at Work,
Ossler,
Swell Maps,
Cybotron,
Black Flag,
Excepter,
Niagra,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.