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 Slovakia and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 Youth Brigade to the rap 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba 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 oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
JFA,
Lightning Bolt,
Leonard Cohen,
Moby Grape,
The Last Poets,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marc Almond,
Ken Boothe,
The Young Rascals,
L. Decosne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Quantec,
Flamin' Groovies,
Qualms,
Althea and Donna,
Idris Muhammad,
Junior Murvin,
Guru Guru,
Sexual Harrassment,
Funky Four + One,
In Retrospect,
The Count Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Graham Central Station,
Vainqueur,
The Angels of Light,
Circle Jerks,
Hashim,
Ronan,
Bobby Womack,
Andrew Hill,
Motorama,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eve St. Jones,
Average White Band,
Albert Ayler,
The Monochrome Set,
Charles Mingus,
Smog,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Electric Prunes,
Spoonie Gee,
Amon Düül II,
Harpers Bizarre,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cecil Taylor,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camouflage,
A Certain Ratio,
Royal Trux,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fatback Band,
Nas,
Dead Boys,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.