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 Lebanon and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 CMW to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin 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 mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
The Gun Club,
The Move,
The Cowsills,
The Techniques,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Human League,
Derrick Morgan,
Schoolly D,
Archie Shepp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
New Order,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Electric Prunes,
X-102,
Bad Manners,
Sun Ra,
Country Teasers,
These Immortal Souls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Suburban Knight,
U.S. Maple,
Circle Jerks,
Swell Maps,
Ken Boothe,
Chris & Cosey,
Ossler,
The Flesh Eaters,
Crooked Eye,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gap Band,
Guru Guru,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Standells,
Skaos,
The Dirtbombs,
Arab on Radar,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mad Mike,
Thee Headcoats,
Con Funk Shun,
Basic Channel,
Ituana,
Marc Almond,
The Saints,
Television,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dark Day,
Morten Harket,
Black Moon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minor Threat,
Supertramp,
Youth Brigade,
Skarface,
Outsiders,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.