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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Audionom to the disco 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes 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 sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Country Teasers,
Liliput,
Don Cherry,
ABBA,
X-102,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sandy B,
The Happenings,
Siglo XX,
Janne Schatter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kerri Chandler,
Avey Tare,
The Grass Roots,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Flipper,
10cc,
Pantaleimon,
Black Flag,
Lightning Bolt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Das Ding,
Tom Boy,
The Skatalites,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Smiths,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
Wire,
Absolute Body Control,
Infiniti,
The Vogues,
Loose Ends,
Eddi Front,
Nirvana,
Section 25,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crime,
Ludus,
Hashim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Sherman,
Procol Harum,
the Germs,
Minor Threat,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Starr,
David Axelrod,
Whodini,
Au Pairs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris Corsano,
Bizarre Inc.,
LL Cool J,
New York Dolls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.