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 Bulgaria and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Iggy Pop to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 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 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eli Mardock,
The Litter,
Soft Cell,
The Black Dice,
Deadbeat,
Basic Channel,
Alphaville,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deepchord,
Todd Terry,
The Smiths,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Starr,
Danielle Patucci,
A Certain Ratio,
E-Dancer,
The Martian,
The Birthday Party,
Eden Ahbez,
Massinfluence,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Subhumans,
Icehouse,
Henry Cow,
James White and The Blacks,
The Residents,
Johnny Clarke,
Groovy Waters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronnie Foster,
The Searchers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
kango's stein massive,
The Remains,
Sonic Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Matthew Bourne,
Bang On A Can,
48th St. Collective,
Colin Newman,
Gang Green,
Eddi Front,
JFA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
D'Angelo,
Ronan,
Young Marble Giants,
In Retrospect,
Fugazi,
The Velvet Underground,
Index,
Aloha Tigers,
Jacob Miller,
Radio Birdman,
Circle Jerks,
Qualms,
Quadrant,
Rekid,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.