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 Mali and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bobby Byrd to the punk 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar 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 theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Bad Manners,
Underground Resistance,
Robert Görl,
The Smoke,
Jandek,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Fania All-Stars,
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The Grass Roots,
Soulsonic Force,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amon Düül,
Man Eating Sloth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalo Schifrin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Letta Mbulu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Christie,
Funkadelic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Saccharine Trust,
Cecil Taylor,
Juan Atkins,
Country Teasers,
Morten Harket,
Sonic Youth,
Faraquet,
Bobby Sherman,
Dead Boys,
Suicide,
Gil Scott Heron,
Anakelly,
Delon & Dalcan,
Skarface,
Heaven 17,
Animal Collective,
Roy Ayers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ken Boothe,
The Blues Magoos,
X-102,
Tommy Roe,
Goldenarms,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
June Days,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Al Stewart,
The Durutti Column,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wally Richardson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Little Man,
The Mojo Men,
Sarah Menescal,
Lee Hazlewood,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.