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 Ghana and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 X-Ray Spex to the dance 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum 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 arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Zapp,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Sheep,
Swell Maps,
Cymande,
Bobby Womack,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Agent Orange,
Arab on Radar,
Steve Hackett,
Black Flag,
Goldenarms,
Minor Threat,
Moby Grape,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Spandau Ballet,
Glenn Branca,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roger Hodgson,
The Velvet Underground,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Little Man,
Cal Tjader,
Tubeway Army,
Severed Heads,
Minutemen,
Bad Manners,
Aaron Thompson,
Talk Talk,
Surgeon,
Matthew Bourne,
10cc,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Idris Muhammad,
Gil Scott Heron,
Drexciya,
Bill Wells,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dave Gahan,
Mantronix,
EPMD,
Smog,
Arcadia,
Rekid,
Dennis Brown,
Ponytail,
Con Funk Shun,
Ornette Coleman,
Suicide,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Howard Jones,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.