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 Kosovo and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator 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 Underground Resistance to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Moleskins,
The Techniques,
The Divine Comedy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Smoke,
Erykah Badu,
Suicide,
Pylon,
Magma,
Kenny Larkin,
Clear Light,
Steve Hackett,
Gong,
The Fortunes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Inner City,
Fear,
The Litter,
Scan 7,
D'Angelo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Angry Samoans,
Guru Guru,
The Tremeloes,
Quadrant,
This Heat,
Hardrive,
Harry Pussy,
FM Einheit,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed,
KRS-One,
Joe Finger,
Bronski Beat,
Patti Smith,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young,
Scrapy,
Pantaleimon,
Davy DMX,
Monolake,
Wolf Eyes,
Cameo,
Von Mondo,
Aloha Tigers,
T.S.O.L.,
Crime,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Loose Ends,
China Crisis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tears for Fears,
Gregory Isaacs,
Archie Shepp,
Roger Hodgson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.