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 Honduras and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Brick to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes 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 chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Tubeway Army,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed,
CMW,
Tom Boy,
Cecil Taylor,
Gabor Szabo,
The Real Kids,
Henry Cow,
Urselle,
Kaleidoscope,
Deepchord,
Cameo,
New Order,
Drive Like Jehu,
Duran Duran,
Kerri Chandler,
In Retrospect,
Charles Mingus,
Surgeon,
Boredoms,
Morten Harket,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
New York Dolls,
The Fire Engines,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Smog,
Junior Murvin,
Stockholm Monsters,
Maurizio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
One Last Wish,
Dead Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
cv313,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mr. Review,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tim Buckley,
The Remains,
Zapp,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cymande,
Franke,
Neu!,
Agent Orange,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Quando Quango,
Funkadelic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soul Sonic Force,
Basic Channel,
Cybotron,
Michelle Simonal,
The Evens,
The Birthday Party,
the Soft Cell,
Flash Fearless,
Scrapy,
Royal Trux,
Andrew Hill,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.